You try telling the truth to disastrous effect.

You're smart enough to know that you're not quick enough on your feet to try talking your way out of anything here, so you hope the truth will do. You slowly turn around, expecting to see a big, burly security guard. Instead, you find a fairly normal-looking guy. Based on his clothes, he could be a student or other faculty, you can't tell for sure. He's standing with his arms crossed and blocking the door, it's clear he's waiting for you to explain yourself or make a move.

"Wait, there's been a misunderstanding!" You plead with him.

"The only understanding I have is that I see someone in my lab trying to steal my work."

"Wait, this is your lab? I was looking for my friend Olivia." Well, she's not your friend but you can stretch the truth a little. And name-dropping can't hurt, at least you hope it can't.

"Oh, Olivia sent you, did she? So you're another volunteer tester, then. Why didn't you make an appointment instead of breaking in? Ah, no matter now anyway. I thought I equipped my last volunteer yesterday, but I should still have one more prototype ready to go. Go ahead and sit down, I'll get you strapped in." The man motions towards the exam table and you obey him, hoping to avoid getting in any kind of trouble.

You sit on the table and he moves over to the desk. You just watch as he connects one of the computer chips to the computer and starts typing away for a minute. Then, he pauses for a few seconds before making some more clicks and disconnecting the chip. He looks over at you and likely notices the inquisitive way you're watching him. "Go ahead and get naked, it'll save us some time."

Hold on, naked? Just what are you getting yourself into here? You want to tell him off for that, but instead find yourself quickly dropping your shorts and shirt on the ground, followed by your underwear. Shit, you think. It must be that submissive side effect pushing you to obey him. You realize you won't be able to resist whatever comes next, maybe it would have been better to let him call the cops on you for trespassing or whatever he would have done.

With your nude body on display now, the man approaches the table and quickly works the straps. First, your wrists are locked into the sides, then another strap goes across your chest, keeping you flat on the table. He next picks up your legs one at a time, locking them into the handles which has the effect of putting your opening on display. Your breathing starts getting heavier as your heart beats faster. You're physically enjoying being manhandled and restrained by someone whose name haven't even learned yet, but there's still a small part of you trying to resist with everything it has.

Thankfully, next the man just wraps a measuring tape around your waist. He takes a few more measurements as well, then steps away. Strapped down as you are, you can't see what he's doing, but you can hear him working over at of the workbenches. He tools around for a bit longer before he returns and what you see makes your heart drop. You've seen enough hard-core bondage porn to know what a chastity belt is, and that's exactly what he has in his hands. You're resistance returns full **** for a moment and you are able to ask, demand, plead, and beg for him to let you go.

He completely ignores you though, and he snakes the waist part of the belt under you before clasping it at the front. You don't hear the 'click' that you expect from it, instead, you hear a mechanical whir, like a motor running for a second. Whatever it was, the chastity belt is half assembled on you and it stays together when he lets go of it. Of course, that's just so he can attach the next part. He pulls the bottom part up from between your legs and it presses flat against your groin and pubic area. You hear the whir again as he connects it to the belt piece. Your freedom is now locked away for the time being.

You expect to be released now from the table, but instead, the man grabs your phone from where you left it on your clothes. You hear a few clicks and typing from his computer. "I just need to do a quick function test on the belt now." Suddenly, you feel a sharp pain course through your clit, causing you to clench against the restraints.

"Ow! What the fuck!?"

"Okay, the punishment function works and it looks like the voice recognition works as well." Wait, so the belt is going to be recording everything you say? You don't get the chance to worry about it as the next 'feature' starts up. Somehow the belt begins pleasuring you. It starts off slow, slow enough that you don't think it would ever be enough to bring you to orgasm. "All right, response to level one looks normal. Let's see how the rest work out." You feel the vibrations increase in power against your clit and lips, still probably not enough to bring you to an orgasm, but you instinctively buck your hips in the air to try to get more all the same. Through just a few clicks on the computer, he is able to cycle your belt through the different levels of vibrations. On the higher levels, it's nearly enough to bring you to climax, but somehow he or the belt detects this and it shuts down until you back away from the edge. In the end, you're left a sweaty mess with a need to get off.

"Everything looks to be in order." The man leaves his desk and approaches to release you from the restraints. You're surprised he doesn't seem to be ogling you much, but he probably got used to seeing naked women if he was doing this all weekend. He hands you your phone back and says "I added our app to your phone so you can monitor how everything is working and get messages if needed. Of course, as a wearer, you won't be able to access a lot of the options and programming." He motions for you to get dressed, which you do, while he keeps explaining. "Remember, it's a double-blind study, so I don't know what regimen you'll be prescribed. You also shouldn't talk about it with any other volunteer testers, but it's not like I can police that. The assignments should be activated soon, you'll get a notification on the app once it takes effect."

Now, with your clothes back on, your legs begin to work again and you practically start running out of the lab before he finishes talking. "Say hi to Olivia for me. Her office is upstairs."

Upstairs? You double-check the room number on the door once you're back in the hallway. #107, is that what you saw in the message? If she's upstairs then the number should start with a 2. Was that it, #207? Shit, you really just got yourself in this mess because you misremembered a single number?

You run off to find the closest bathroom you can and hide in a stall until you can collect yourself. Thankfully you didn't run into anybody on the way, but it's getting closer to the end of the hour, and you know that a lot of classes will even be letting out early on the first day. These halls will be packed pretty soon, so you take the time to figure out this chastity belt now. You lift your t-shirt up and inspect the belt. The metal and padding are quite thin and you don't see it printing through your shorts or shirt which is pretty lucky. As long as you keep your shirt from riding up, no one should be able to tell that you're wearing it. You'll have to see how well it works with your other clothes, though.

Next, you drop your shorts. Your panties are kind of pointless right now, but you guess you'll leave them until you get back to your dorm. The belt is tight against your skin. You can't fit even your pinky finger underneath it. You brush your fingers along the underside and feel the grate piece. You guess that lets urine pass through while still keeping your hands away from your sensitive bits. Further back, you find the belt opens into a large ring around your ass hole. It's a little uncomfortable since it spreads your ass some, but you'll have to get used to it.

Next, you try pulling on the joints that connect the pieces of the chastity belt. They won't move even an inch and you can't even find any kind of keyhole. That must have been the mechanical noise you heard earlier. There's only some kind of electronic lock keeping you in. You guess learning to lock pick or calling a locksmith are out as options.

You sigh, defeated at the moment, but at least the belt is lying dormant for now. You don't know how you'd be able to do anything if the vibrators or shocks were to activate. You try to pull yourself together now, though, and pull your clothes back into position. After a quick check that you can't spot the belt as it is under your clothes, you leave the bathroom. You could use the distraction from the tight embrace of your chastity belt, so you refocus on your mission of finding Velvet's key. Now that you know the actual room number of Olivia's office, you're able to find it on the second floor.

This time, there's a window to look through, though it's frosted over, probably for security. You can tell that it's dark and thus unoccupied, so you try the door. It opens and you slip inside. You flip on the light and look around, this time seeing just a stereotypical office space. You immediately get to work, first by sifting through everything sitting on top of the desk, then rummaging through the drawers. On the second drawer down, you find a key ring. Score! You think. There are a few small keys like Velvet had described, but you can't really discern between any of them. You do the only logical thing and swipe the whole ring. Your friend will have to pick hers out, then you can try to replace the ring before Olivia notices. Of course, it's no skin off your back if she finds it missing.

You slither out of the office just as swiftly as you had entered. You pocket the keys and head back the way you came until you exit the engineering building. It's just in the nick of time too, because you hear the raucous cacophony of voices behind you that signals that classes are starting to let out. You're just glad you have a head start on them as you struggle to adjust your gait as the stiff belt hampers your flexibility.

You check your phone and note that it's about lunchtime and you wonder if you should let Velvet know the good news just yet.