The Tournament: Slave Induction
"Prostrate yourself before me slave."
A subsequent kick had you keel over, landing on all fours. With your mind still in a huge blur and unable to make much sense of your surroundings, all focus lay on the loosely clothed female before you.
"You looked dazed slave, don't be. In fact, the sooner you embrace your fate, the more enjoyable your time will be. Relatively of course."
You were having difficulty recalling what had happened. All you could remember was a figure in a hallway and then everything went dark.
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