You wake up

When you open your eyes, you are in a padded cell. Your arms are locked in a straitjacket. Your mouth was locked shut by a dildo gag.

"Mhm!"

"Mhmm!"

"Mhmmm!"

**** you try to get out of your bondage. Only to be interrupted by a voice next to you.

"Hello, worm," you can hear a woman's voice.

When you see her you get scared. This woman looks like a professional **** trainer. If that's true there is only one faction that can be behind this attack: The Slaver's Guild.

"You recognize us? Good," the woman smiles.

"Just to make sure that it sticks: there wasn't a single soul who ever escaped from our guild. From now on you are our ****. And you are going to be our **** until you draw your last breath.

"Cooperate, and you will make things easy for the both of us. Resist, and your **** life will all the worse," she explains to you.

"Is that understood?" she asks, and she leans closer to you.

"Mhm!" you nod. What else could one do in such a situation?

"Now you are a pretty one. That's good. Those of you have it better."

"Let's say you behave, and I won't ruin your skin with whip marks?"

She walks out of the room, without waiting for as much of a whimper on your part. The door shut behind her and fixated by separate locks.

Instead of struggling you lie down, your mind engulfed by desperation.

How am I going to get out of here? you think to yourself. But deep down you already know the answer.