See, Caroline? You should have yelled, "What the fuck, sir!"
Not, of course, that it would have avoided the punishment....
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The Making of a Serving Doll
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Not, of course, that it would have avoided the punishment....
Doragon
Tribune
Chapter 11: Punished again
“Shut up!” I said in a very commanding tone, “stop it, right now!”
She responded startled and folded her arms while trembling in suppressed anger.
“Arms at your side!” I commanded, “And get on your knees.” She hesitated and I increased the volume of my voice, telling her to do it now. She got on her knees.
“Now bend over, face to the ground, ass up in the air.”
“Please,” she whimpered, “not in front of them.”
“Shut up,” I repeated and as she bent over, I knelt down, using my legs and lower body to pin her down. While I leaned over her I began to spank her buttocks with my flat hand. Each hard slap got a cry of her in response and her body squirmed. I used my other hand to keep her in position.
“Please, no, ah… ah… ah…” she wailed. I noticed how she clenched her legs together and used her toes to push off, raising and wiggling her bottom.
“Spread your knees,” I bit at her and she quickly obeyed. The new posture restricted her movements considerably and it gave me great access to her crack. I began to slap between her ass cheeks, causing her to scream and squirm even more. But I noticed how my fingers got wet from her slit. She was again loving it and she hated that. I kept slapping her, on her buttocks and in between and slowly her wailing changed tone. As her ass cheeks got redder and warmer, her panting got faster and though she whimpered and begged me to stop, her grunts and groaning indicated she was getting closer to another orgasm.
“Apologise to my colleagues,” I ordered her. She wailed and grunted in response. I slapped her slit hard and she cried out.
“Please, I’m sorry, please… just don’t…”
“Just don’t what?” I asked, slapping her again.
“Please don’t… ah… do this to me…”
“Do what?” I asked, slapping her again.
“Don’t…. AAAHHH… plsss…. Don’t… make me…”
“Make you what?” >SLAP<
“AHH… NO…. Please” >SLAP<
“Say it!” >SLAP<
“Please… AHH…. “ >SLAP<
“Don’t make me… come…” she wailed.
I stopped spanking her and instead put my hand on her lower back, pressing one finger between her ass cheeks against her anus. She wailed and tensed up completely. I pressed a little harder while rubbing my finger across her anus. The little puckered exit of her body began to give in to the pressure and became an entry for my finger. Caroline shuddered under me and suddenly her body convulsed as she crashed into an orgasm.
“She’s going to be a lot of fun,” smiled Bill.
“She sure is,” I replied while keeping my finger in the girl’s asshole, which was clenching hard. She had a very nice rectal response, something to remember.
“Sadly she isn’t for us to keep,“ I continued, while moving my finger a little bit, to elicit some more soft cries from the whimpering girl. “We’re training her for a customer.”
“Too bad,” said Brittany, “but if we can help training her, let us know.”
“Please, why are you doing this to me,” sounded the muffled voice from Caroline from under me. I pulled the finger out of her anus and got up.
“All part of your training, dear,” I said while I helped her up. But she stayed kneeling while hugging herself.
“I don’t like it,” she said.
“You could have fooled me,” chuckled Bill. Brittany however stepped closer and put a hand on the girl’s shoulder.
“It’s a bit overwhelming at first, but judging from what I see, you are going to have a wonderful time here.”
Caroline looked up at her with an angry expression, but then she softened a bit. It was good to see she allowed the possibility of having a good time to enter her mind.
I was surprised the girl had reached another climax while being spanked, this time even with an audience. She was far more kinky than I had expected and probably also a lot more than she herself knew. And to realize she wasn’t even on hormones yet. I suspected this might cause problems at some point. She could not serve very well if anything brought her to a climax. I had to find a way to tone that down a bit. And I needed to come up with a way to punish her without arousing her.
“Shut up!” I said in a very commanding tone, “stop it, right now!”
She responded startled and folded her arms while trembling in suppressed anger.
“Arms at your side!” I commanded, “And get on your knees.” She hesitated and I increased the volume of my voice, telling her to do it now. She got on her knees.
“Now bend over, face to the ground, ass up in the air.”
“Please,” she whimpered, “not in front of them.”
“Shut up,” I repeated and as she bent over, I knelt down, using my legs and lower body to pin her down. While I leaned over her I began to spank her buttocks with my flat hand. Each hard slap got a cry of her in response and her body squirmed. I used my other hand to keep her in position.
“Please, no, ah… ah… ah…” she wailed. I noticed how she clenched her legs together and used her toes to push off, raising and wiggling her bottom.
“Spread your knees,” I bit at her and she quickly obeyed. The new posture restricted her movements considerably and it gave me great access to her crack. I began to slap between her ass cheeks, causing her to scream and squirm even more. But I noticed how my fingers got wet from her slit. She was again loving it and she hated that. I kept slapping her, on her buttocks and in between and slowly her wailing changed tone. As her ass cheeks got redder and warmer, her panting got faster and though she whimpered and begged me to stop, her grunts and groaning indicated she was getting closer to another orgasm.
“Apologise to my colleagues,” I ordered her. She wailed and grunted in response. I slapped her slit hard and she cried out.
“Please, I’m sorry, please… just don’t…”
“Just don’t what?” I asked, slapping her again.
“Please don’t… ah… do this to me…”
“Do what?” I asked, slapping her again.
“Don’t…. AAAHHH… plsss…. Don’t… make me…”
“Make you what?” >SLAP<
“AHH… NO…. Please” >SLAP<
“Say it!” >SLAP<
“Please… AHH…. “ >SLAP<
“Don’t make me… come…” she wailed.
I stopped spanking her and instead put my hand on her lower back, pressing one finger between her ass cheeks against her anus. She wailed and tensed up completely. I pressed a little harder while rubbing my finger across her anus. The little puckered exit of her body began to give in to the pressure and became an entry for my finger. Caroline shuddered under me and suddenly her body convulsed as she crashed into an orgasm.
“She’s going to be a lot of fun,” smiled Bill.
“She sure is,” I replied while keeping my finger in the girl’s asshole, which was clenching hard. She had a very nice rectal response, something to remember.
“Sadly she isn’t for us to keep,“ I continued, while moving my finger a little bit, to elicit some more soft cries from the whimpering girl. “We’re training her for a customer.”
“Too bad,” said Brittany, “but if we can help training her, let us know.”
“Please, why are you doing this to me,” sounded the muffled voice from Caroline from under me. I pulled the finger out of her anus and got up.
“All part of your training, dear,” I said while I helped her up. But she stayed kneeling while hugging herself.
“I don’t like it,” she said.
“You could have fooled me,” chuckled Bill. Brittany however stepped closer and put a hand on the girl’s shoulder.
“It’s a bit overwhelming at first, but judging from what I see, you are going to have a wonderful time here.”
Caroline looked up at her with an angry expression, but then she softened a bit. It was good to see she allowed the possibility of having a good time to enter her mind.
I was surprised the girl had reached another climax while being spanked, this time even with an audience. She was far more kinky than I had expected and probably also a lot more than she herself knew. And to realize she wasn’t even on hormones yet. I suspected this might cause problems at some point. She could not serve very well if anything brought her to a climax. I had to find a way to tone that down a bit. And I needed to come up with a way to punish her without arousing her.
Doragon
Tribune
No worries, I recently learned from Dr Darwin (Windar) that punishment can be used to cure an overly active libido.
Doragon
Tribune
Chapter 12: The Dormitory
The doctor took Caroline to the showers and allowed her to clean herself up. Then he fitted her back in her outfit and locked the cuffs on her, before taking her to the dormitory. The girl was quiet and appeared to be tired. The doctor decided she had enough for one day.
The room looked like a dorm room of some university campus and it was a mess. There were clothes and shoes everywhere.
“I’m sorry about that, apparently your room mates are not very tidy,” said Ted.
“They have clothes!” exclaimed Caroline. It was the first thing she noticed. The second thing she could not miss, was the laptop on the desk. There was a communication option after all. That was, if she could persuade her new roommates to share.
“They have been with the company for quite some time now, so yeah, they have belongings of their own. You’ll have stuff again as well, in due time. Maybe even some of your own stuff, if you want.”
“Yes, I want that,” she exclaimed, stepping a little too fast towards the doctor, which made her trip over her unstable high heels again. “I very much would like some of my stuff returned to me, like some decent clothes, my cell phone, you know, my shit!”
“All in good time,” Ted shrugged, while releasing her cuffs. Caroline huffed and pouted, but was grateful to be able to move a bit more normal again.
“Well, you had quite a busy day,” Ted went on, “so I think you earned some downtime. For now you are not allowed out of this room, but I’ll come and pick you up tomorrow morning, alright? Be ready around eight.”
“Wait, what? You are going to leave me in this dump?” She picked up the first thing that was available, which was an old coffee mug, and looked at it as if it was contagious.
“See you tomorrow,” Ted said with a smile. He turned around and left the room. She quickly moved to the door, only to discover it was locked. She gave a cry of frustration. Today had gone from bad to worse and now she was locked up in some dorm of what, students? Oh gods, she suddenly thought, please let them be girls and not boys! But looking around gave her enough reassurance. There were only girl stuff lying around. Like panties – hopefully not dirty, but that was maybe too much to hope for. She didn’t dare touch anything in this room, especially – oh, gross, is that a dildo? In fact, there was more than one dildo cluttering this room and one of them appeared to have fused with the magazine it was situated on, being thoroughly stuck to it. The magazine was a porn magazine and Caroline shuddered.
There was also porn on the walls. Large posters of women in fetish outfits, but also sex-scenes. Caroline hardly dared to look at them, but also found it hard to ignore them. Whoever lived in this room, certainly loved sex a lot, she thought to herself. And by now she had already figured her job would be highly sexual as well.
Then she looked at the beds. There were four beds, three of them clearly slept on. The fourth was used as a dumping place for clothes. She hoped they were not dirty laundry, but didn’t dare to check. She did spot a blanket in the corner of the bed, which was neatly folded and it appeared to be clean enough. She took that and wrapped herself in it, to finally hide her nudity. She also took off the horrible high heels, stockings and leather body suit. The cuffs however could not be removed. Wrapped in the blanket she sat down on the bench and sighed. What a day.
Caroline looked at the blank computer screen. She hesitated to get up and try to start up the computer. No doubt there was an access code necessary. But first she was thinking about what to do if she could get online. Who to contact? Her first thoughts went out to her father, usually the person to ask for help when she was in trouble. And she was in great trouble, so much had become clear to her. But her father had not been very responsive to anything the last year. No matter how close they were before. She had been very young when her mother died and as an only child she had been spoiled rotten by her father. Until a year ago, when he had become distant and too busy to pay her much attention. Recently she of course learned he was in trouble, though she did not know which kind of trouble. She only knew what Miss Grundle had told her, one of her dad’s lawyers, who apparently was well informed about the situation. Though she had told Caroline only very little about it. She had been the one who suggested accepting a contract with this corporation. Had she known what it was all about? And if so, why would she suggest it to the daughter of her employer? Caroline realized this might have been a setup. Maybe the enemy was much closer to her father than he realized.
Caroline got up and powered the computer on, hoping to contact her father and warning him about Miss Grundle. Maybe if that message got through, he could also come to her rescue. Everything would be alright again. Her hope however was short-lived. The computer had a password security and though she tried several options, she had no way of knowing how to enter. The pornographic image on the login screen kept mocking her.
Caroline went back to the couch and lied down, covering herself with the blanket. For a while longer she kept thinking about her father, Miss Grundle, his businesses, her problems, but she was too tired to stay awake much longer. She soon closed her eyes and fell asleep.
The doctor took Caroline to the showers and allowed her to clean herself up. Then he fitted her back in her outfit and locked the cuffs on her, before taking her to the dormitory. The girl was quiet and appeared to be tired. The doctor decided she had enough for one day.
The room looked like a dorm room of some university campus and it was a mess. There were clothes and shoes everywhere.
“I’m sorry about that, apparently your room mates are not very tidy,” said Ted.
“They have clothes!” exclaimed Caroline. It was the first thing she noticed. The second thing she could not miss, was the laptop on the desk. There was a communication option after all. That was, if she could persuade her new roommates to share.
“They have been with the company for quite some time now, so yeah, they have belongings of their own. You’ll have stuff again as well, in due time. Maybe even some of your own stuff, if you want.”
“Yes, I want that,” she exclaimed, stepping a little too fast towards the doctor, which made her trip over her unstable high heels again. “I very much would like some of my stuff returned to me, like some decent clothes, my cell phone, you know, my shit!”
“All in good time,” Ted shrugged, while releasing her cuffs. Caroline huffed and pouted, but was grateful to be able to move a bit more normal again.
“Well, you had quite a busy day,” Ted went on, “so I think you earned some downtime. For now you are not allowed out of this room, but I’ll come and pick you up tomorrow morning, alright? Be ready around eight.”
“Wait, what? You are going to leave me in this dump?” She picked up the first thing that was available, which was an old coffee mug, and looked at it as if it was contagious.
“See you tomorrow,” Ted said with a smile. He turned around and left the room. She quickly moved to the door, only to discover it was locked. She gave a cry of frustration. Today had gone from bad to worse and now she was locked up in some dorm of what, students? Oh gods, she suddenly thought, please let them be girls and not boys! But looking around gave her enough reassurance. There were only girl stuff lying around. Like panties – hopefully not dirty, but that was maybe too much to hope for. She didn’t dare touch anything in this room, especially – oh, gross, is that a dildo? In fact, there was more than one dildo cluttering this room and one of them appeared to have fused with the magazine it was situated on, being thoroughly stuck to it. The magazine was a porn magazine and Caroline shuddered.
There was also porn on the walls. Large posters of women in fetish outfits, but also sex-scenes. Caroline hardly dared to look at them, but also found it hard to ignore them. Whoever lived in this room, certainly loved sex a lot, she thought to herself. And by now she had already figured her job would be highly sexual as well.
Then she looked at the beds. There were four beds, three of them clearly slept on. The fourth was used as a dumping place for clothes. She hoped they were not dirty laundry, but didn’t dare to check. She did spot a blanket in the corner of the bed, which was neatly folded and it appeared to be clean enough. She took that and wrapped herself in it, to finally hide her nudity. She also took off the horrible high heels, stockings and leather body suit. The cuffs however could not be removed. Wrapped in the blanket she sat down on the bench and sighed. What a day.
Caroline looked at the blank computer screen. She hesitated to get up and try to start up the computer. No doubt there was an access code necessary. But first she was thinking about what to do if she could get online. Who to contact? Her first thoughts went out to her father, usually the person to ask for help when she was in trouble. And she was in great trouble, so much had become clear to her. But her father had not been very responsive to anything the last year. No matter how close they were before. She had been very young when her mother died and as an only child she had been spoiled rotten by her father. Until a year ago, when he had become distant and too busy to pay her much attention. Recently she of course learned he was in trouble, though she did not know which kind of trouble. She only knew what Miss Grundle had told her, one of her dad’s lawyers, who apparently was well informed about the situation. Though she had told Caroline only very little about it. She had been the one who suggested accepting a contract with this corporation. Had she known what it was all about? And if so, why would she suggest it to the daughter of her employer? Caroline realized this might have been a setup. Maybe the enemy was much closer to her father than he realized.
Caroline got up and powered the computer on, hoping to contact her father and warning him about Miss Grundle. Maybe if that message got through, he could also come to her rescue. Everything would be alright again. Her hope however was short-lived. The computer had a password security and though she tried several options, she had no way of knowing how to enter. The pornographic image on the login screen kept mocking her.
Caroline went back to the couch and lied down, covering herself with the blanket. For a while longer she kept thinking about her father, Miss Grundle, his businesses, her problems, but she was too tired to stay awake much longer. She soon closed her eyes and fell asleep.
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Doragon
Tribune
Chapter 13: Girl Talk
Caroline awoke when the door opened and a young woman entered wearing a bathrobe and drying off her hair.
“Oh hey, you’re awake,” said the girl with a smile. “I didn’t wake you before, you seemed really tired.”
“Before?” groaned Caroline.
“Yeah, when I got back from work. I took off my uniform and decided to go take a shower.” She pointed at the latex outfit that was hanging over a cloth hanger. The costume was white and pink and Caroline recognized the latex outfit Ted had shown her on the picture.
“That’s you?” she asked incredulously.
“Who? Me? Yeah, I am me,” laughed the girl. She walked up to Caroline and offered her hand.
“My name is Susan, what’s yours.” They shook hands and Caroline introduced herself.
“I see you only have your working outfit. Why don’t you take some of my clothes to wear?”
Susan dug up a t-shirt tossed it towards Caroline. And while Caroline tried to put on the shirt under the blanket, Susan got naked and sat down at the desk, turning on her computer.
“Erm, you’re naked,” said Caroline, when she finally got the shirt on and could drop her blanket.
“Of course,” said Susan, who stretched her legs out to the sides to sit in a complete split. “I am home and my skin needs to breathe.”
“This is my home now too,” muttered Caroline, kind of telling her new roommate there was need of some new ground rules. But Susan apparently didn’t feel like that, because she put on a porn movie and began to masturbate while keeping her legs outstretched to the sides.
“Working makes me feel so horny,” she explained while using her fingers on her slit, while Caroline turned away with a glowing blush on her face.
“Horny?” she asked. “How can this terrible place make you horny?”
“Have you not been around yet? Have you not seen the gimps and naked people? The sensation of latex on your skin is incredible. And all the attention! I swear, I’ve been waiting for a good orgasm all day.”
Caroline blushed as she realized she had been lucky with the two orgasms she had today. Though she still had doubts if those had been luck or a kind of punishment.
The other two girls living in this dormitory also returned from work. Caroline stared at them with eyes wide. One was completely covered in black latex. The other was naked but fully body painted to look like she was made of gold, a living statue.
“Susan, are you busy again?” asked the girl in the black latex body suit.
“Uhuh,” replied Susan while she was busy copying the computer screen by stuffing as many fingers as possible into her vagina.
“Looks like fun,” said the golden girl. “Hey, a new girl,” she added upon spotting Caroline.
They introduced themselves. The one with the body paint was called Laura and the other one was Megan. At that moment Susan achieved an orgasm, which made the other girls laugh and Laura hugged her and congratulated her on a job well done. Next they helped Megan out of her suit and both went to take a shower, while Susan left briefly to get some food for all of them. Half an hour later they were all eating pizza and talking. Caroline was happy they had all put on some kind of normal clothing or at least bathrobes.
“So, what’s your program?” asked Laura.
“I am to be trained as a serving maid, a kind of bartender I think,” replied Caroline with her mouth full. She was eating like she was starving. It had been quite a day.
“Ah, serving drinks,” said Megan, “I did that too for a while. I was carrying a tray in front of me with drinks on it, while my arms were tied behind my back. It was a bit boring though. Nobody would touch me as they were afraid I might drop the drinks.”
“Isn’t that a good thing, that nobody touched you?” inquired Caroline surprised.
“Wow, you really are new, aren’t you?” chuckled Susan.
“You mean you are all in this for the sex?” asked Caroline incredulously.
“Not for the sex,” replied Megan, “We’re in it for the kinks. Not the same thing.”
“Speak for yourself,” said Susan, “I am totally in it for the sex.”
“I’m in it for both,” laughed Laura.
Caroline shook her head and sipped from her drink, feeling rather gloomy at this point.
“Ah,” said Megan, “You are not here by her own choice, isn’t she?”
“Got something hanging over your head?” added Laura.
Caroline nodded and sighed.
“If I don’t do this, my father and I go bankrupt and he goes to jail.”
“Sure hon, but one little bit of advice, don’t tell people that,” said Susan.
“You hardly know us and you are already spilling your guts. Don’t do that. Once people know you have a weakness, they will take advantage of that,” explained Laura.
“Yeah, like that time I had sprained my ankle and that guy noticed and threatened to trip me if I didn’t show him my pussy,” said Megan.
“That’s not the same thing,” said Susan, “We’re talking about gangbangs and snuff movies.”
“Oh,” said Megan, shutting up as she clearly had not picked up on that. “Yeah, you need to be careful in this business,” she hastily added.
Caroline looked dumbfounded.
“I… I don’t know what to say,” she stammered. “So it might get worse?”
“Oh, it can become a whole lot worse if you are not careful. Which is why you need to stick to the BDC at all times. At least this company doesn’t do torture or snuff. But once you go on the free market, there are enough assholes who think anything goes.” Laura was all too happy to explain and when asked, she even admitted to have been in some predicaments herself. But she had gotten out in time and she worked with BDC ever since.
“I love it here,” she admitted. “Even chores are fun, as it’s all sexy as hell.”
The three exchanged stories about their work experience and all this time Caroline kept very silent. When finally they inquired with her what was wrong, she sighed again.
“I’ve been… forced to walk around mostly naked?” she explained, which the others didn’t see as a problem.
“The problem is, I keep meeting men that want to touch me, asking the doctor about my designation. And the doctor said they could touch me in time.”
“Why is that a problem?” asked Laura.
“It’s gross!” exclaimed Caroline. “Especially that big dude in the gym, Bill was his name. He kept looking at me as if he… wanted to fuck me.”
“He probably wanted that,” chuckled Megan.
“Nah, he usually only touches,” said Laura.
“Yes, but damn, he is good!” sighed Susan.
“Hah, only because he tried to fist you that one time!” laughed Megan.
“And he almost managed to get it all in!” replied Susan with a dreamy look on her face. Caroline however was shocked. She had seen his hands and they were huge. She started to blush and sighed again.
“Does that idea appeal to you too?” asked Megan. Caroline quickly shook her head.
“Not at all! It’s…. a horrific idea.”
“You prefer a dick, right?” said Laura. But again Caroline shook her head and she blushed even harder.
“I… I am still a virgin,” said Caroline softly.
“What?” exclaimed Megan loudly. “Oh my god girl, we need to do something about that!” and she grabbed a large dildo from under a pile of dirty towels.
“Errr… No, no, thank you,” gasped Caroline, “I’m fine!”
“Leave it, Megan, she clearly saved her flower for something special,” interjected Susan.
“Well, that will be coming to her soon enough,” giggled Laura.
The rest of the evening they talked about boys and girls, who was better in bed, and why people in general were so uptight about something that was entirely natural. Caroline kept being amazed at how open the three girls talked about sex and how they obviously enjoyed being very sexual creatures. It was a bit much for the poor girl, especially when Laura excused herself to lie on her bed and masturbate, with the others still nearby in the same room. And when they all went to sleep, after having prepared the fourth bed for Caroline, both Megan and Susan also masturbated, which Caroline could hear quite clearly, despite trying to block it out by putting a pillow over her head. However, once she noticed the others were asleep, judging from the slow breathing sounds in the room, she too masturbated…
Caroline awoke when the door opened and a young woman entered wearing a bathrobe and drying off her hair.
“Oh hey, you’re awake,” said the girl with a smile. “I didn’t wake you before, you seemed really tired.”
“Before?” groaned Caroline.
“Yeah, when I got back from work. I took off my uniform and decided to go take a shower.” She pointed at the latex outfit that was hanging over a cloth hanger. The costume was white and pink and Caroline recognized the latex outfit Ted had shown her on the picture.
“That’s you?” she asked incredulously.
“Who? Me? Yeah, I am me,” laughed the girl. She walked up to Caroline and offered her hand.
“My name is Susan, what’s yours.” They shook hands and Caroline introduced herself.
“I see you only have your working outfit. Why don’t you take some of my clothes to wear?”
Susan dug up a t-shirt tossed it towards Caroline. And while Caroline tried to put on the shirt under the blanket, Susan got naked and sat down at the desk, turning on her computer.
“Erm, you’re naked,” said Caroline, when she finally got the shirt on and could drop her blanket.
“Of course,” said Susan, who stretched her legs out to the sides to sit in a complete split. “I am home and my skin needs to breathe.”
“This is my home now too,” muttered Caroline, kind of telling her new roommate there was need of some new ground rules. But Susan apparently didn’t feel like that, because she put on a porn movie and began to masturbate while keeping her legs outstretched to the sides.
“Working makes me feel so horny,” she explained while using her fingers on her slit, while Caroline turned away with a glowing blush on her face.
“Horny?” she asked. “How can this terrible place make you horny?”
“Have you not been around yet? Have you not seen the gimps and naked people? The sensation of latex on your skin is incredible. And all the attention! I swear, I’ve been waiting for a good orgasm all day.”
Caroline blushed as she realized she had been lucky with the two orgasms she had today. Though she still had doubts if those had been luck or a kind of punishment.
The other two girls living in this dormitory also returned from work. Caroline stared at them with eyes wide. One was completely covered in black latex. The other was naked but fully body painted to look like she was made of gold, a living statue.
“Susan, are you busy again?” asked the girl in the black latex body suit.
“Uhuh,” replied Susan while she was busy copying the computer screen by stuffing as many fingers as possible into her vagina.
“Looks like fun,” said the golden girl. “Hey, a new girl,” she added upon spotting Caroline.
They introduced themselves. The one with the body paint was called Laura and the other one was Megan. At that moment Susan achieved an orgasm, which made the other girls laugh and Laura hugged her and congratulated her on a job well done. Next they helped Megan out of her suit and both went to take a shower, while Susan left briefly to get some food for all of them. Half an hour later they were all eating pizza and talking. Caroline was happy they had all put on some kind of normal clothing or at least bathrobes.
“So, what’s your program?” asked Laura.
“I am to be trained as a serving maid, a kind of bartender I think,” replied Caroline with her mouth full. She was eating like she was starving. It had been quite a day.
“Ah, serving drinks,” said Megan, “I did that too for a while. I was carrying a tray in front of me with drinks on it, while my arms were tied behind my back. It was a bit boring though. Nobody would touch me as they were afraid I might drop the drinks.”
“Isn’t that a good thing, that nobody touched you?” inquired Caroline surprised.
“Wow, you really are new, aren’t you?” chuckled Susan.
“You mean you are all in this for the sex?” asked Caroline incredulously.
“Not for the sex,” replied Megan, “We’re in it for the kinks. Not the same thing.”
“Speak for yourself,” said Susan, “I am totally in it for the sex.”
“I’m in it for both,” laughed Laura.
Caroline shook her head and sipped from her drink, feeling rather gloomy at this point.
“Ah,” said Megan, “You are not here by her own choice, isn’t she?”
“Got something hanging over your head?” added Laura.
Caroline nodded and sighed.
“If I don’t do this, my father and I go bankrupt and he goes to jail.”
“Sure hon, but one little bit of advice, don’t tell people that,” said Susan.
“You hardly know us and you are already spilling your guts. Don’t do that. Once people know you have a weakness, they will take advantage of that,” explained Laura.
“Yeah, like that time I had sprained my ankle and that guy noticed and threatened to trip me if I didn’t show him my pussy,” said Megan.
“That’s not the same thing,” said Susan, “We’re talking about gangbangs and snuff movies.”
“Oh,” said Megan, shutting up as she clearly had not picked up on that. “Yeah, you need to be careful in this business,” she hastily added.
Caroline looked dumbfounded.
“I… I don’t know what to say,” she stammered. “So it might get worse?”
“Oh, it can become a whole lot worse if you are not careful. Which is why you need to stick to the BDC at all times. At least this company doesn’t do torture or snuff. But once you go on the free market, there are enough assholes who think anything goes.” Laura was all too happy to explain and when asked, she even admitted to have been in some predicaments herself. But she had gotten out in time and she worked with BDC ever since.
“I love it here,” she admitted. “Even chores are fun, as it’s all sexy as hell.”
The three exchanged stories about their work experience and all this time Caroline kept very silent. When finally they inquired with her what was wrong, she sighed again.
“I’ve been… forced to walk around mostly naked?” she explained, which the others didn’t see as a problem.
“The problem is, I keep meeting men that want to touch me, asking the doctor about my designation. And the doctor said they could touch me in time.”
“Why is that a problem?” asked Laura.
“It’s gross!” exclaimed Caroline. “Especially that big dude in the gym, Bill was his name. He kept looking at me as if he… wanted to fuck me.”
“He probably wanted that,” chuckled Megan.
“Nah, he usually only touches,” said Laura.
“Yes, but damn, he is good!” sighed Susan.
“Hah, only because he tried to fist you that one time!” laughed Megan.
“And he almost managed to get it all in!” replied Susan with a dreamy look on her face. Caroline however was shocked. She had seen his hands and they were huge. She started to blush and sighed again.
“Does that idea appeal to you too?” asked Megan. Caroline quickly shook her head.
“Not at all! It’s…. a horrific idea.”
“You prefer a dick, right?” said Laura. But again Caroline shook her head and she blushed even harder.
“I… I am still a virgin,” said Caroline softly.
“What?” exclaimed Megan loudly. “Oh my god girl, we need to do something about that!” and she grabbed a large dildo from under a pile of dirty towels.
“Errr… No, no, thank you,” gasped Caroline, “I’m fine!”
“Leave it, Megan, she clearly saved her flower for something special,” interjected Susan.
“Well, that will be coming to her soon enough,” giggled Laura.
The rest of the evening they talked about boys and girls, who was better in bed, and why people in general were so uptight about something that was entirely natural. Caroline kept being amazed at how open the three girls talked about sex and how they obviously enjoyed being very sexual creatures. It was a bit much for the poor girl, especially when Laura excused herself to lie on her bed and masturbate, with the others still nearby in the same room. And when they all went to sleep, after having prepared the fourth bed for Caroline, both Megan and Susan also masturbated, which Caroline could hear quite clearly, despite trying to block it out by putting a pillow over her head. However, once she noticed the others were asleep, judging from the slow breathing sounds in the room, she too masturbated…
If you run out of fingers, Susan, someone will have to lend you some...
Doragon
Tribune
Lots of people would love to lend her a hand. XDIf you run out of fingers, Susan, someone will have to lend you some...
Doragon
Tribune
Chapter 14: Second Day
Even though the girls went late to bed, they also got up early. Putting on their costumes took some time and preparations. They helped each other fastening belts or stuffing themselves in latex and applying make-up. Caroline watched the others leave and felt despondent as she had no idea what this day would bring her. With regret she looked at the computer, which she had not been allowed to use after all. Corporation policy, Megan had explained. She had to earn online time. Caroline had objected of course, but the girls had explained how they had all worked hard to get where they were.
Caroline had put on her shameful costume again and looked at herself in the mirror. She sighed and blushed as it was clear she was fully visible, almost as if she was naked. And walking around the room on the high heels made her feel highly unstable again. No running, so much was clear, but even walking slowly was hard to accomplish. When the knock on the door came and the voice of Ted, she took a deep breath and stepped into the day with a terrible sinking feeling.
At first Ted took her to the meeting he had to attend. To her astonishment she had to come with him in the meeting room, where six other people had gathered, and he made her stand in the corner while wearing a motion detector around her neck. Again he ordered her to keep as still as possible. The device had been set to silent, but it still buzzed if she moved, so she knew if the counter had registered her motions. Ted also told her he would spank her again if she moved too much. Remembering her response the other day, made her feel kind of queasy and apprehensive. It also got her excited and as she stood there in the corner, barely listening to what the meeting was all about, she could feel her vagina tingling and her nipples hardening each time her motion detector buzzed. And it buzzed a lot, much to her frustration. No matter how she tried to stay still, her body kept moving on its own. Muscle spasms, shifting her weight from one leg to the other, a hand moving without her even noticing it to scratch a particularly itchy spot, it was impossible to avoid it seemed. And when Ted was finally finished to release her from the ordeal, she gave a loud gasp in frustration.
“This is impossible,” she protested and groaned when she had apparently moved 24 times in one hour. Ted assured her she would learn and took her along through the hallways towards his office. During the walk over there Caroline could feel her juices leak down her legs in anticipation of the spanking she would receive. But once they were in the office, Ted told her it would be different this time.
“You like it too much when I spank you bottom,” he said, “so this time I will spank your tits instead.”
Caroline protested of course, but somehow accepted her fate. She stood with her back to the glass wall and assumed a straight position, like she had been in while trying to remain immobile. Ted stood next to her and he placed on hand behind her head to help her stabilize. The other hand he held in front of her chest and the girl looked at it with apprehension.
“This might sting quite a bit, so brace yourself,” he said. Caroline pressed her lips tightly together and drew in her breath. When the first slap came, she yelped in surprise. He had slapped her so hard and it felt quite painful.
“God,” she gasped as her hand shot up to rub her sore breast.
“Hands down and count out loud, or it won’t count,” said Ted.
“One…” whimpered Caroline while she assumed the right position once more. She looked up at the ceiling and the second slap hit her other breast.
“Ow…. two,” she gasped. Ted used his flat hand to slap hard against the underside of her breast, making the soft orb bounce upward. It left a stinging afterglow on the skin and a dull ache inside her breast, but also an almost electric sensation in her nipples. The sensations got stronger with each slap and it got harder and harder to keep upright. After ten slaps she yelped and bent over while holding her breasts.
“Please, it hurts,” she whimpered. But that was not all she was feeling. She also had a very strong tingling sensation in her vagina and she clenched her thighs tightly together to get some control over her rising lust. What was this? Was she broken or something? How could this arouse her?
Ted insisted that she resumed the position again, but this time she had to keep her hands behind her head and stick out her chest to the front. The next few slaps were on her nipples only, which the doctor applied by using his fingertips to strike from above. Caroline yelped and danced on the spot each time she was hit. Her thighs were rubbing together though and she felt her excitement rising even further. Ted of course also noticed this and when he had slapped her tits twenty four times, he stepped in front of her and carefully took her nipples between thumb and index finger to start massaging the little buttons. Caroline cried out and cringed, her legs clenching tightly together and with a loud gasp she experienced an overwhelming orgasm. It was so strong she felt her knees buckle and she could hardly remain standing.
Moments later she sat in a chair, rubbing her sore tits carefully, still gasping as she tried to come to terms with this discovery.
“I am broken,” she groaned.
“Is it that sore?” asked Ted.
“No, I mean, how can I come from this? I am a sick pervert or something.”
“I wouldn’t call it that,” said Ted, “It’s more like a talent. You should enjoy it.”
After that they went to the cafeteria for lunch. Caroline still felt very much ashamed being mostly naked, even though she now noticed a lot more people in various states of undress. Strangely enough she felt more ashamed when people were behaving and talking around her as if she wasn’t half naked at all. And on top of that it amazed her how this also excited her. By the time they finished lunch, Ted had been chatting with several co-workers of him, who had all mostly ignored her. Caroline had held her thighs tightly closed all the time and when they got up to leave, she noticed how she was entirely wet between her legs. Blushing like a tomato she tried to hide this while walking out, but she was certain most people had noticed. Ted however didn’t mention it.
“By the way,” the doctor asked her, “did you hear what the meeting was all about?”
Caroline blinked and thought for a moment but then shook her head. To her own amazement she had not registered anything that had been said. She had been so focused on standing still, the surroundings had somewhat vanished from her attention. The doctor smiled and said this was a good thing.
“As a doll you sometimes come in situations where vital information is shared. And you’re supposed not to hear and forget the things you hear. Keep that up and you might get somewhere.”
Even though the girls went late to bed, they also got up early. Putting on their costumes took some time and preparations. They helped each other fastening belts or stuffing themselves in latex and applying make-up. Caroline watched the others leave and felt despondent as she had no idea what this day would bring her. With regret she looked at the computer, which she had not been allowed to use after all. Corporation policy, Megan had explained. She had to earn online time. Caroline had objected of course, but the girls had explained how they had all worked hard to get where they were.
Caroline had put on her shameful costume again and looked at herself in the mirror. She sighed and blushed as it was clear she was fully visible, almost as if she was naked. And walking around the room on the high heels made her feel highly unstable again. No running, so much was clear, but even walking slowly was hard to accomplish. When the knock on the door came and the voice of Ted, she took a deep breath and stepped into the day with a terrible sinking feeling.
At first Ted took her to the meeting he had to attend. To her astonishment she had to come with him in the meeting room, where six other people had gathered, and he made her stand in the corner while wearing a motion detector around her neck. Again he ordered her to keep as still as possible. The device had been set to silent, but it still buzzed if she moved, so she knew if the counter had registered her motions. Ted also told her he would spank her again if she moved too much. Remembering her response the other day, made her feel kind of queasy and apprehensive. It also got her excited and as she stood there in the corner, barely listening to what the meeting was all about, she could feel her vagina tingling and her nipples hardening each time her motion detector buzzed. And it buzzed a lot, much to her frustration. No matter how she tried to stay still, her body kept moving on its own. Muscle spasms, shifting her weight from one leg to the other, a hand moving without her even noticing it to scratch a particularly itchy spot, it was impossible to avoid it seemed. And when Ted was finally finished to release her from the ordeal, she gave a loud gasp in frustration.
“This is impossible,” she protested and groaned when she had apparently moved 24 times in one hour. Ted assured her she would learn and took her along through the hallways towards his office. During the walk over there Caroline could feel her juices leak down her legs in anticipation of the spanking she would receive. But once they were in the office, Ted told her it would be different this time.
“You like it too much when I spank you bottom,” he said, “so this time I will spank your tits instead.”
Caroline protested of course, but somehow accepted her fate. She stood with her back to the glass wall and assumed a straight position, like she had been in while trying to remain immobile. Ted stood next to her and he placed on hand behind her head to help her stabilize. The other hand he held in front of her chest and the girl looked at it with apprehension.
“This might sting quite a bit, so brace yourself,” he said. Caroline pressed her lips tightly together and drew in her breath. When the first slap came, she yelped in surprise. He had slapped her so hard and it felt quite painful.
“God,” she gasped as her hand shot up to rub her sore breast.
“Hands down and count out loud, or it won’t count,” said Ted.
“One…” whimpered Caroline while she assumed the right position once more. She looked up at the ceiling and the second slap hit her other breast.
“Ow…. two,” she gasped. Ted used his flat hand to slap hard against the underside of her breast, making the soft orb bounce upward. It left a stinging afterglow on the skin and a dull ache inside her breast, but also an almost electric sensation in her nipples. The sensations got stronger with each slap and it got harder and harder to keep upright. After ten slaps she yelped and bent over while holding her breasts.
“Please, it hurts,” she whimpered. But that was not all she was feeling. She also had a very strong tingling sensation in her vagina and she clenched her thighs tightly together to get some control over her rising lust. What was this? Was she broken or something? How could this arouse her?
Ted insisted that she resumed the position again, but this time she had to keep her hands behind her head and stick out her chest to the front. The next few slaps were on her nipples only, which the doctor applied by using his fingertips to strike from above. Caroline yelped and danced on the spot each time she was hit. Her thighs were rubbing together though and she felt her excitement rising even further. Ted of course also noticed this and when he had slapped her tits twenty four times, he stepped in front of her and carefully took her nipples between thumb and index finger to start massaging the little buttons. Caroline cried out and cringed, her legs clenching tightly together and with a loud gasp she experienced an overwhelming orgasm. It was so strong she felt her knees buckle and she could hardly remain standing.
Moments later she sat in a chair, rubbing her sore tits carefully, still gasping as she tried to come to terms with this discovery.
“I am broken,” she groaned.
“Is it that sore?” asked Ted.
“No, I mean, how can I come from this? I am a sick pervert or something.”
“I wouldn’t call it that,” said Ted, “It’s more like a talent. You should enjoy it.”
After that they went to the cafeteria for lunch. Caroline still felt very much ashamed being mostly naked, even though she now noticed a lot more people in various states of undress. Strangely enough she felt more ashamed when people were behaving and talking around her as if she wasn’t half naked at all. And on top of that it amazed her how this also excited her. By the time they finished lunch, Ted had been chatting with several co-workers of him, who had all mostly ignored her. Caroline had held her thighs tightly closed all the time and when they got up to leave, she noticed how she was entirely wet between her legs. Blushing like a tomato she tried to hide this while walking out, but she was certain most people had noticed. Ted however didn’t mention it.
“By the way,” the doctor asked her, “did you hear what the meeting was all about?”
Caroline blinked and thought for a moment but then shook her head. To her own amazement she had not registered anything that had been said. She had been so focused on standing still, the surroundings had somewhat vanished from her attention. The doctor smiled and said this was a good thing.
“As a doll you sometimes come in situations where vital information is shared. And you’re supposed not to hear and forget the things you hear. Keep that up and you might get somewhere.”
I've commented on the story, @Doragon, but I've failed completely to compliment you on your excellent 3D images!
Doragon
Tribune
Thank you! I am very pleased I'm getting the hang of it. Too bad it takes up so much time, which I could better spend on writing the story itself.
However you do it - drawing, painting, 3D, photomanip - illustrating a story takes ages! But I think it is worth it.
Doragon
Tribune
Most of the time I agree, but I am also of the opinion that it takes away from the reader's own imagination. Don't you think?
Ooh, now there's a question.
I don't want to divert your thread into a discussion, but on a forum like this, with a text only story, several things can happen. Sometimes it really does stay text only, and then you are absolutely right, your readers can use their imaginations. Sometimes another artist will come along and put in their own illustrations, which is often great, but sometimes it's completely different from what's in your own imagination. Sometimes, indeed, someone comes along with a comment like 'this reminds me of such-and such an image by Skating Montnel Bobindakk' and they drop in a completely unrelated image.
Then there is the point that your pictures may also draw in people who do not wish to read text, perhaps because English isn't their first language.
It's up to individual artists / authors, but, speaking personally, I do feel that an llustrated story is worth the effort.
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Doragon
Tribune
I know, right? I've been thinking about this regularly while reading stuff here on this forum.
I really don't mind that since it is related to the way I present my story.
I often like those stories better than series of pictures with hardly any text at all. Because I like having pictures in my head.
It's only great when it matches the story. But even then it rarely matches with the images inside my head. And then, on rare occasions the pictures are better than what I imagined. That is great fun.
I find that annoying.
So true and in this case, my story falls short. Each chapter gets only one illustration and it's only a small part of what's happening.
Truth be told, I have almost always desired to put the images in my head on screen as well. It's a kind of urge.
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FELIS RESPICIENS
You would have needed an awful lot of descriptive text to just explain her 'uniform', so in this case you saved the 'thousand words'. Similarly the views of her room and roommates. So as long as your pictures add to the story, please keep producing them.
Doragon
Tribune
I agree and I will. But although 3d software has become a lot more userfriendly, it still has a terrible learning curve and it takes a lot of time to produce a good image. That's why sadly I can't post an update to the story every day. Next chapter illustration is being rendered as we speak, but the next few will become even more difficult. The more interaction between characters, the more difficult it is to get the poses right. I dread creating the first actual porn scene. Wait, did I just say that?
Doragon
Tribune
Chapter 15: Bathroom break
“I need to use the toilet,” Caroline announced after they got back to the doctor’s office. She had been looking out for a restroom on their way back, but there had been none.
“It’s at the other end of this hallway,” said the doctor while he moved to sit down at his desk.
“Aren’t you going to take me there?” she asked while waiting in the centre of the room.
“No, you can do this on your own,” replied the doctor while switching on his computer screen.
Caroline frowned and looked at the door, then at herself and she tugged at the cuffs that were still attached, her ankles close together and her wrists tied behind her back.
“Please release my cuffs,” she asked while looking at the doctor with raising suspicion. The doctor looked back at her with a blank expression and then he shook his head.
“Please doctor, I can barely walk,” she pleaded. But he remained unmoved.
“Just walk slowly, it’s not far. Just follow the corridor to the left and you’ll pass the restroom there,” said the doctor.
“And how can I … erm… use the bathroom when my hands are tied?” she added.
“There’s always somebody there, ask them to help you.”
“What?” she exclaimed.
“You heard me. It’s part of the training. You have to learn to get people to help you.”
Caroline blushed heavily but since the doctor made it clear he was not going to help her himself, and she really had to go, she knew she had no choice.
“I am going to make it easier for you,” said the doctor, while he took several collars from the drawer of his desk. He looked at them and picked a pink one. “I am going to give you this colour coded collar, your designation.”
He came over to her with a pink collar that said ‘good girl’ and fastened it around her neck.
“What does it mean?” asked Caroline nervously.
“It says ‘good girl’, which means you are a type C girl for the moment. People will have to help you when necessary and they can touch you to do so. But don’t worry, they won’t have sex with you. That would require a B-designation at least.”
Soon after, the girl tottered through the hallway, trying to avoid bumping into anyone, face flushed and stammering a greeting anytime someone greeted her. She felt queasy and all the while her mind was reeling. Why had she agreed to all of this? Why wasn’t she quitting this horrible job? And why was she having this constant tingling sensation down below, like she was constantly aroused? She felt utterly confused.
When she arrived at the toilet area, she had to enter in reverse or else she could not operate the door handle. Inside she was struck by the lush surroundings and judging from the woman she saw in there, she figured this was an executive bathroom. Or maybe it wasn’t – most things in this company were breathing class and quality.
“Ah, the new trainee,” the woman addressed her. “Hi, I am Veronica.”
“Erm… I am Caroline,” replied the girl shyly.
“Do you need to use the bathroom? And do you need any help?” asked Veronica, seeing how the girl was cuffed and quite helpless. Caroline blushed but nodded and said shyly “Yes please.”
“Alright, come along,” said Veronica, moving to one of the cabins and opening the door. Precisely at that moment a man entered and greeting the two women, he walked around Caroline, who was so startled, she tripped. Veronica caught her though.
“Careful,” she chuckled, “I got you. You are not used to walking on such high heels, are you?”
Caroline shook her head and blushed heavily while the man looked her with a smile before entering a toilet cabin himself. Caroline understood this bathroom was unisex. She was glad she met Veronica, so it wasn’t that guy who was going to help her. This was bad enough already.
“Let me help you sit down,” Veronica said after lowering the toilet seat and guiding her in the small area. “You don’t want to fall down on a toilet seat,” she added with a friendly smile. Caroline shook her head but felt very awkward when Veronica helped her sit down.
“Thank you,” she said when seated down, trying to remain polite, while her face was once again as red as a tomato.
“How do you like it here, so far?” asked Veronica, who remained standing in the open doorway.
Caroline pressed her lips together and shook her head.
“I… I don’t like it very much,” she said softly while blushing.
“Oh? That is surprising to hear. Do people not take good care of you?” she asked, eyebrows raised and arms folded.
“Well, they are, but…,” said Caroline softly. She then swallowed and after some hesitation, she spoke her mind. “W… why are you standing there? Can I have some privacy?”
Veronica chuckled.
“No, you cannot. Privacy is something of the past. But you will get used to it, trust me.”
Caroline blushed and sighed while she started peeing. Though it was really a relief to relieve herself, doing it in front of somebody else made her feel really uncomfortable. When she was done, Veronica stepped forward and put her hands under her armpits to help her get up from the toilet seat.
“Now bend over,” she said to the girl while taking some toilet paper. Caroline blushed deeply while she bent over and then felt how Veronica wiped her dry.
“There, almost done,” smiled Veronica while taking a wet wipe to clean the girl further.
“Thank you, miss,” muttered Caroline as she finally stood up, finding this all very humiliating. Her slit was tingling like crazy and she felt miserable.
“No problem at all, Caroline, I am happy to help. Now step over here so I can apply some cream.”
“Do you have to?” whimpered the girl as she tottered along with the woman to the counter with the washing basins. There were several bottles with soap and creams.
“You don’t want to get dry down there or it will start chafing,” explained Veronica while putting a dollop of cream on her hand. She made Caroline bend over again and smeared the cream all over the girl’s slit.
At that moment the guy from before left his booth and came over to the washing basins. Caroline wished the earth would swallow her up while she stood there bending over. No doubt he could see her ass in the mirror.
“Is that a new one?” asked the guy while washing his hands.
“Yes, her name is Caroline,” said Veronica, who was now using her lubricated fingers to smear cream between Caroline’s lips, gently rubbing around and over her clitoris. Caroline whimpered softly.
“She’s young, isn’t she?” said the man.
“Yes, I noticed as well. How old are you Caroline?” asked Veronica, still rubbing the girl’s slit, which was more like she was masturbating her instead of just applying the cream to her.
“Eighteen,” grunted Caroline softly, biting her lip as she felt herself getting more and more aroused.
“Nice,” said the man while drying his hands with a towel. “We don’t often get them this young. She’s very pretty as well. What’s her designation?”
“Come on, Arthur, do you really have to fuck all the new ones?” laughed Veronica. “But this one you can’t have, she’s only level C. Her collar says ‘good girl’.”
“Too bad,” grinned the man while he came closer to have a look at Caroline’s bottom. He even used his hands to spread her buttocks. Caroline yelped softly and groaned in humiliation as both people touched her and inspected her bottom while Veronica’s fingers kept rubbing between her lips.
“She has a wonderful anus,” said Arthur. “Don’t forget to lubricate that as well.”
“Help yourself,” said Veronica, making Caroline groan in humiliation. Arthur also took some cream and using his thumb he began to smear it on Caroline’s anus, making the girl squirm and gasp. She was panting now as she was getting close to another orgasm. How was this possible? Two stranger were fingering her bottom and she was horny as hell!
“I think we should let the girl off the hook,” smiled Veronica as she noticed how the girl was struggling.
“Yeah, we don’t want to overdo it,” smiled Arthur back at his colleague. They both let go of the girl and helped her up.
“It was nice to meet you,” said Arthur to the blushing and shaking girl.
“Yes, very much. I hope we meet again,” smiled Veronica.
Caroline got up and staggered to the door.
“Hey, no thank you?” said Arthur.
The girl turned around and with a bright red face she stammered a thanks.
“You’re welcome,” said Veronica with a big smile.
“I need to use the toilet,” Caroline announced after they got back to the doctor’s office. She had been looking out for a restroom on their way back, but there had been none.
“It’s at the other end of this hallway,” said the doctor while he moved to sit down at his desk.
“Aren’t you going to take me there?” she asked while waiting in the centre of the room.
“No, you can do this on your own,” replied the doctor while switching on his computer screen.
Caroline frowned and looked at the door, then at herself and she tugged at the cuffs that were still attached, her ankles close together and her wrists tied behind her back.
“Please release my cuffs,” she asked while looking at the doctor with raising suspicion. The doctor looked back at her with a blank expression and then he shook his head.
“Please doctor, I can barely walk,” she pleaded. But he remained unmoved.
“Just walk slowly, it’s not far. Just follow the corridor to the left and you’ll pass the restroom there,” said the doctor.
“And how can I … erm… use the bathroom when my hands are tied?” she added.
“There’s always somebody there, ask them to help you.”
“What?” she exclaimed.
“You heard me. It’s part of the training. You have to learn to get people to help you.”
Caroline blushed heavily but since the doctor made it clear he was not going to help her himself, and she really had to go, she knew she had no choice.
“I am going to make it easier for you,” said the doctor, while he took several collars from the drawer of his desk. He looked at them and picked a pink one. “I am going to give you this colour coded collar, your designation.”
He came over to her with a pink collar that said ‘good girl’ and fastened it around her neck.
“What does it mean?” asked Caroline nervously.
“It says ‘good girl’, which means you are a type C girl for the moment. People will have to help you when necessary and they can touch you to do so. But don’t worry, they won’t have sex with you. That would require a B-designation at least.”
Soon after, the girl tottered through the hallway, trying to avoid bumping into anyone, face flushed and stammering a greeting anytime someone greeted her. She felt queasy and all the while her mind was reeling. Why had she agreed to all of this? Why wasn’t she quitting this horrible job? And why was she having this constant tingling sensation down below, like she was constantly aroused? She felt utterly confused.
When she arrived at the toilet area, she had to enter in reverse or else she could not operate the door handle. Inside she was struck by the lush surroundings and judging from the woman she saw in there, she figured this was an executive bathroom. Or maybe it wasn’t – most things in this company were breathing class and quality.
“Ah, the new trainee,” the woman addressed her. “Hi, I am Veronica.”
“Erm… I am Caroline,” replied the girl shyly.
“Do you need to use the bathroom? And do you need any help?” asked Veronica, seeing how the girl was cuffed and quite helpless. Caroline blushed but nodded and said shyly “Yes please.”
“Alright, come along,” said Veronica, moving to one of the cabins and opening the door. Precisely at that moment a man entered and greeting the two women, he walked around Caroline, who was so startled, she tripped. Veronica caught her though.
“Careful,” she chuckled, “I got you. You are not used to walking on such high heels, are you?”
Caroline shook her head and blushed heavily while the man looked her with a smile before entering a toilet cabin himself. Caroline understood this bathroom was unisex. She was glad she met Veronica, so it wasn’t that guy who was going to help her. This was bad enough already.
“Let me help you sit down,” Veronica said after lowering the toilet seat and guiding her in the small area. “You don’t want to fall down on a toilet seat,” she added with a friendly smile. Caroline shook her head but felt very awkward when Veronica helped her sit down.
“Thank you,” she said when seated down, trying to remain polite, while her face was once again as red as a tomato.
“How do you like it here, so far?” asked Veronica, who remained standing in the open doorway.
Caroline pressed her lips together and shook her head.
“I… I don’t like it very much,” she said softly while blushing.
“Oh? That is surprising to hear. Do people not take good care of you?” she asked, eyebrows raised and arms folded.
“Well, they are, but…,” said Caroline softly. She then swallowed and after some hesitation, she spoke her mind. “W… why are you standing there? Can I have some privacy?”
Veronica chuckled.
“No, you cannot. Privacy is something of the past. But you will get used to it, trust me.”
Caroline blushed and sighed while she started peeing. Though it was really a relief to relieve herself, doing it in front of somebody else made her feel really uncomfortable. When she was done, Veronica stepped forward and put her hands under her armpits to help her get up from the toilet seat.
“Now bend over,” she said to the girl while taking some toilet paper. Caroline blushed deeply while she bent over and then felt how Veronica wiped her dry.
“There, almost done,” smiled Veronica while taking a wet wipe to clean the girl further.
“Thank you, miss,” muttered Caroline as she finally stood up, finding this all very humiliating. Her slit was tingling like crazy and she felt miserable.
“No problem at all, Caroline, I am happy to help. Now step over here so I can apply some cream.”
“Do you have to?” whimpered the girl as she tottered along with the woman to the counter with the washing basins. There were several bottles with soap and creams.
“You don’t want to get dry down there or it will start chafing,” explained Veronica while putting a dollop of cream on her hand. She made Caroline bend over again and smeared the cream all over the girl’s slit.
At that moment the guy from before left his booth and came over to the washing basins. Caroline wished the earth would swallow her up while she stood there bending over. No doubt he could see her ass in the mirror.
“Is that a new one?” asked the guy while washing his hands.
“Yes, her name is Caroline,” said Veronica, who was now using her lubricated fingers to smear cream between Caroline’s lips, gently rubbing around and over her clitoris. Caroline whimpered softly.
“She’s young, isn’t she?” said the man.
“Yes, I noticed as well. How old are you Caroline?” asked Veronica, still rubbing the girl’s slit, which was more like she was masturbating her instead of just applying the cream to her.
“Eighteen,” grunted Caroline softly, biting her lip as she felt herself getting more and more aroused.
“Nice,” said the man while drying his hands with a towel. “We don’t often get them this young. She’s very pretty as well. What’s her designation?”
“Come on, Arthur, do you really have to fuck all the new ones?” laughed Veronica. “But this one you can’t have, she’s only level C. Her collar says ‘good girl’.”
“Too bad,” grinned the man while he came closer to have a look at Caroline’s bottom. He even used his hands to spread her buttocks. Caroline yelped softly and groaned in humiliation as both people touched her and inspected her bottom while Veronica’s fingers kept rubbing between her lips.
“She has a wonderful anus,” said Arthur. “Don’t forget to lubricate that as well.”
“Help yourself,” said Veronica, making Caroline groan in humiliation. Arthur also took some cream and using his thumb he began to smear it on Caroline’s anus, making the girl squirm and gasp. She was panting now as she was getting close to another orgasm. How was this possible? Two stranger were fingering her bottom and she was horny as hell!
“I think we should let the girl off the hook,” smiled Veronica as she noticed how the girl was struggling.
“Yeah, we don’t want to overdo it,” smiled Arthur back at his colleague. They both let go of the girl and helped her up.
“It was nice to meet you,” said Arthur to the blushing and shaking girl.
“Yes, very much. I hope we meet again,” smiled Veronica.
Caroline got up and staggered to the door.
“Hey, no thank you?” said Arthur.
The girl turned around and with a bright red face she stammered a thanks.
“You’re welcome,” said Veronica with a big smile.
Doragon
Tribune
I guess so. It's training and it's taking place in a toilet area.Is that what they mean by "toilet training"?
