Stay in the vault (Patreon)

 Jet underestimated the security of the Machinist guild. They were masters of intricate traps and binds. Thinking that a conveniently placed bicycle can be her escape was her first and last mistake. The wheels and chains retracted, while the pedals flipped into cuffs, clamping her ankles. A birdcage looking contraption descended from above, locking her head inside. The fake corridor boxed her in with its sliding wall. A pair of eyes peered into her 'vault' through narrow eye slits.  

"I can adjust the seat, gag and leg cuff width if you like. We can turn it up to max!"

Referenced a prop from Davo's "Pichard" series. Drew this to destress after work