You run

You decide to make a run for it. But it is a bad idea. The moment you leave the car's cover a dart lands at the center of your back. You pull it out, drop it on the ground, ready to continue running. But then you start to feel dizzy.

You start looking at you hands. It feels like the ground is moving beneath you.

I can't get captured! you think to yourself. Then you collapse on the ground like a log, landing on your back as your body falls backwards.

It turns out that the guy lives a hermit's life in the middle of the desert, where he takes sissy slaves for the purpose of entertainment.

As time goes by with serving the man's sexual needs, you think about your decision every day. Perhaps if you'd chosen not to participate in the game you could have been owned by a woman. But as the years go by you became complacent about your role. You even begin to like it. Which is a lucky thing because it turns out that you have to spend the rest of your life serving men, getting advertised and sold through a site only a few know about.