What's next?
You masturbate
You decide to finish what you've started. But your lust is so vast that to keep rubbing yourself on the floor is simply not enough for you. At one point, you see a pair of handcuffs, and proceed to lock them around your wrists. Then you see a collar, and you lock it on also. Alongside with a huge ballgag that you find next.
CLICK!
Only to hear the magnetic locks come alive, locking both of your wrists to your collar, as you secure the ballgag at the back of your head.
Shit! All locked up, without any means to get free, you start to get desperate. You decide to look around the vessel. Except that you are unable to get the door open: it requires authentication from your eyes and palm at the same time, but now you can only do these separate.
The most maddening part among all is that you do have the authorization required: you get green as a response with each time of your trials.
You keep up your efforts for some time. Then you start to look for alternatives. Except that there are none. Eventually, you sit down on the floor, hopeless, as you realize that your fate now rests on other people's shoulders.
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