Doesn't really seem like a choice

"Fine, " you moan "it's not like I really have a choice."

"Ah..poor baby...gets to be fucked by athletic goddesses all year." Amanda mocks "boo hoo." She laughs as she unties you from the bench. "Come on now boy, time to clean up your toys."

"My toys!" You cry indignantly.

"It got you rock hard and on edge didn't it?" she replied "now clean up!" she snapped gesturing towards a closet marked "Janitor."

"Naked?" You ask.

"Wow...are you going to be this bitch all year? I'll give you your clothes back when I'm satisfied bitch."

Relunctantly you go to the closet and find some cleaning supplies. You quickly wipe the machine down and ask if it's done. Amanda leans in to inspect it and gags "Ugh no, I can still smell your ass on this thing. Do it again right or I'll make you use your mouth."

Swearing under your breath you go slower and more diligently and it passes Amanda's inspection with a curt nod.

"Good...soo my clothes?" you ask.

You're met with a quick kick to your groin and you collapse.

"You are trying my nerves toy. We are done when this is put away. Watch carefully"

From the ground you watch her remove the dildo and move some levers and parts. Somehow a the end of the process, it actually does look like a simple pitching machine. She grabs the dildo and the double ended dildo gag and walks over to you, leans over and thrusts the dildo into your mouth.

"Take this over to the locker there" she gestures to the locker you saw her toys in "and put it away. You'll find your clothes at the bottom of the locker you impatient dog." She then hands you the dildo gag and begins to walk away.

Groaning you get up and walk to the locker to get your clothes. You spit the dildo out and set it on a shelf with some others, some of which are frighteningly large, and then set the gag next to some other gags. You look for your clothes and find them in a heap at the bottom and reach for them, when the lights suddenly turn off. A sliver of light emits from a closing door as you hear Amanda laugh and say "have fun in there!" and then the door shuts with a sickening click of a lock.

In the pitch black, you manage to put your clothes back on but you can't do much else as you didn't find your phone. You rummage as best you can as your eyes adjust but you only find more sex toys. You manage to find a chair. You sit down and lean back into it to rest for a moment, when you suddenly feel something cold and metallic snap around your wrists and ankles! Apparently the chair had some sort of pressure trap to it. You swear and struggle for a moment when suddenly the door opens directly in front of you. The light blinds you for a moment but when your eyes adjust, you see a new figure.