Michael woke up on a cot in what obviously was a prison cell. His hands were locked in handcuffs behind his back. On further inspection, he discovered that his feet were bare!
How did he get here? Why was he here? And why was he in a prison cell also handcuffed and in bare feet?!
He was about to call out, when an intercom speaker clicked on.
"Ahh, good! I see you are finally awake prisoner! We will be with you momentarily."
Before Michael could say anything, the intercom clicked off. He wondered how his captors knew he was awake until he spotted a camera up in each corner of the ceiling. He got up and looked around the cell. It contained a toilet and sink, and not much else.
Finally, he heard someone at the cell door. The viewing port was slid open. It was obviously to enable those outside of the cell to view the occupant.
"Return to your cot, prisoner and sit down."
"I demand some answers here! Why am I here, and---"
"Silence, Prisoner! Do as you are told, or I will lock you into a hog chained position, ball gag you and leave you with nothing to eat and no light for 2 days; your choice."
Michael went to the cot and sat down.
"That was the smart choice prisoner."
He heard a key open what sounded like a very heavy duty lock: then heard the latch lift, and the door was slid open to reveal two of his captors.
"I am to be addressed as 'Mistress', or Mistress Victoria. This young lady next to me is an Enforcer, and is to be addressed as 'Enforcer', or Enforcer Heidi. Is that understood prisoner?"
"Why am I here? I've done nothing----AAAAHHHHHH!"
The girl who was introduced as the Enforcer, stepped forward and touched Michael with some sort of long stick which sent electrical shocks through him.
"Wha--what was that?'
"You were treated to the pain stick. Your Enforcer will carry one until your are fitted with a remote control shocking device. If you do not obey us immediately, you get a taste of varying jolts of electricity, which can be ramped up to a very high voltage which will cause you extreme distress, but will not be able to physically do any damage. That is what makes it fun! Are you getting the picture now prisoner?"
"Y-Yes, Mistress Victoria. May I know why I have been brought here please? I have done nothing wrong to my knowledge, but if I have, may I know what it was? Also, I'm locked in a cell, so may I know why I'm handcuffed and in bare feet?"
"Standard procedure. All prisoners must be locked in some form of bondage at all times. As to your feet: all prisoners must go barefoot with no exceptions, so your feet will remain bare the entire time you are here however long that is going to be. And according to the information in your folder, it looks like you will be here quite awhile."
'Oh my God!!! What is happening to me?!!! I really need them to tell me so I can finally know, and maybe negotiate some sort of a reduced sentence.'
It was as if Mistress Victoria read his mind. "Before you even try, there is no plea bargaining, nor pleading for mercy. None of that works here, Prisoner."
The Enforcer spoke for the first time. "Kneel down and face away from me prisoner."
"Yes, Enforcer Heidi."
Michael didn't want another taste of the pain stick, so he complied immediately with her command.
She very quickly and effectively locked Michael in a metal neck collar, then just as quickly locked his feet in ankle shackles with an 18" chain locked to each of the ankle shackles.
"Stand up prisoner!"
"Yes, Enforcer."
He struggled to his feet with some difficulty due to his now newly shackled feet. Mistress inspected his collar and his shackled and chained feet. Seeming satisfied, she nodded to the Enforcer.
"Very well, prisoner. You will follow Mistress to the prisoner preparation room."
"Yes, Enforcer." Preparation room? What more are they going to do to me, Michael wondered.