Matrix

Within the vast complex that powers the Matrix, women fulfill the critical role of energy providers. They are physically confined, held within a complex apparatus that dominates their existence. Their bodies are positioned specifically: legs spread wide, arms extended and reaching upwards above their heads. A cold, unyielding metal rod is inserted directly into their vaginas, a conduit for the extraction of their life force. To protect their hands, they are fitted with thick, sturdy leather mittens, shielding them from the harsh metallic environment. Their faces are tilted upwards towards an unseen source, their eyes shut tight, obscuring their inner thoughts and experiences. Their lips are slightly parted, caught in a silent expression that could signify either suffering or ecstasy, or perhaps a blurred combination of the two. The machine that imprisons them is constructed from heavy, industrial metal and is a complicated assembly of various interlocking mechanical parts, humming with a barely contained power. The overall atmosphere is dominated by a dim, stark lighting, creating a sense of oppressive gloom appropriate for the desolate factory where they exist to serve the system. The lighting lends an industrial and bleak atmosphere to the whole scene.