Hi All,
As promised here is the next installment of this story. Thanks for being patient with me.
The next part will be along soon.
Part 6
Anna and Beth walked Cathy through the corridors to her destination, a tiled room with many shower heads in the ceiling, walls, and floor. “Why are you doing this to me!?”
“Dear, you have done this to yourself. You know not to touch those naughty places. We may have to restrain you to the bed so you won't get so troubling, but keeping you unrestrained might get interesting.”
They strapped her wrists to the ceiling and her ankles to the walls. Beth then pushed a button and she was elevated in a spread eagle position. They sprinkled her with warm water then proceeded to soap her up and down her helpless frame. The soap contained more of the sensitizing gel and the applicators were sponges soaking in the gel long before she had gotten there.
“Lets give this porcelain skin a nice rosy glow.” Beth jibbed as she sponged her ass cheeks and the back of her legs. “I'd bet I can do better,” Anna said, working on her stomach and breasts, paying very close attention to her nipples and belly button. Cathy was in absolute hysterics, she had been through so much that begging seemed irrational. But she cried and laughed, strung up the way she was, there was no way to resist.
“Alright Anna,” Beth said, “tops or bottoms?” She held up two menacingly looking spinning brushes. Anna put her finger against her lips. Cathy was panting from the torment. “How 'bout,” she said in a jovial way, “we both take a side, you know left and right.” Beth looked at Cathy catching her breath. “Anna, what a wonderful idea, I could kiss you!” She did in fact put her hand behind her neck and catch her in a firm kiss, right in front of Catherine's eyes. “You're getting off on this aren't you?!” Cathy yelled. “Hell yeah!” Beth snapped away from Anna, “Why else would we work here?”
Cathy stared in disbelief as the two approached her. There was nothing she could do to escape their awful grins. They held up their wicked rotating scrub brushes, and flanked her on either side. Anna whispered into her ear and in a very sultry voice, “You'll begin to love this, I swear. Now where do you want first, your armpits or your feet?” All she did was pout her full lips and tear up. “That's not an answer to our question, young lady. I guess we'll have to make the decision for you.” Beth then held up her scrub brush as did Anna.
They thoroughly cleaned ever nook and cranny from both sides. When she would squirm left to avoid Anna's bristles, she would fall victim to Beth's awaiting brush. Then she would be off balance and Anna would attack the soles of her feet with fury. This caused Cathy to swing back and then her right breast was convenient for Anna again, and her left foot was Beth's.
This went on until the two were satisfied, then they rinsed her off with warm water. It was pleasant, not torturous as so many of her rinsings had been. Anna leaned into her ear and whispered, “We have all been here before sweetie. Some day you'll earn your right to be on this side of the hose.” She punctuated her remark by bringing her hose directly onto Cathy's clit. All Cathy could do was look up to the ceiling and moan softly.
Cathy was set free of her bondage, her captures eased her down onto the tile floor, toweled her off, and escorted her through a door in the chamber, but not the one they came from. Cathy found herself planted down on a lush burgundy carpet in a peculiar sitting room. The walls were painted dark green with bright white wooden pillars all around the room. The light was soft and yellow, she could see the many sconces around the room. This was not the clinical, sterile environment she had come accustomed over the last weeks. Her heart melted and she actually shed a tear.
“Alright sweetie, June and Susan need you upstairs in ,” she looked at her watch, “twenty five minutes. I suggest you go to the vanity and fix your hair and makeup. Make yourself presentable. There is a set of clothes fitted for you in that cabinet. We'll be back in 25,” looked at her watch “twenty four minutes, what ever state you are in, that's how you're going.” With that she slammed shut the door behind her, locking Cathy in to 'ready' herself for her meeting with Susan or June, or worse, both!
She rushed to the table with the make up products and hair products, It had a huge tri-cornered mirror and bright lights that made every detail easy to see. She grabbed a hairdryer brush and started on her luscious red hair. Then she moved on to her eye makeup, choosing a dark green eye shadow and black mascara. She decided on deep red lipstick, which she thought would go well on her pale skin. While she looked at the mirror, it suddenly occurred to her that doing it this way may just give them another reason to torture her, maybe she was playing right into their hands. She stopped, fully aware of the time that was ticking until Anna made good on her word. After a moment of thought, she realized that there was always going to torment here, she might as well look good.
After her hair and make were done, she realized she only had a few minutes left to get dressed. She ran to the indicated cabinet and threw it open. Then her heart sank. “A catholic school girl?! Really?” she took the outfit from the closet and threw it on a navy fainting couch. She started to put it on, rather than be naked., when she realized that there were no undergarments provided. “Well why would there be?” She dressed, and once she was done, she was standing before a mirror dresses in a red plaid skirt that was only half to her knees. A white button up sleeveless shirt that was too small for her large breasts, so that the fabric between every button bowed and showed a window it the inside. A suit jacket, that seemed to fit well, though she was concerned about the loose handcuff belts on the back. And simple leather shoes, but without socks, her feet began to sweat immediately.
Anna and Beth entered as promised.
“You look wonderful baby!” Beth sang out.
“Good job sweets, you may have to give me some make up advice down the road.” Anna said “Now lets get going, don't want to be late for class.”
“Class?” Cathy questioned
“Yeah class, they'll explain it all, we just got to get you there. Now!”
They took her bay each elbow and marched her down the corridor again, stopping at an elevator, going down, then down another corridor. How big was this facility? They finally came to a door that was clearly maked 'LESSONS'. The door opened and Cathy saw what looked like a high school classroom, chalkboard at the front, many desks facing forward, and a schoolmarm in the form of Susan standing with a yardstick in hand.
More than that, there were students! She hadn't seen anyone except her tormentors for weeks. They were all sitting at the school styled desk/seat combinations, all dressed as she was, every size and shape, but all gorgeous. Were they here like her?
“Ah Miss Cathy, late as always I see, we may have to discuss this at length after class.” Susan smirked, “Please take your seat.”
The door behind her had closed and Beth and Anna were gone. She quickly got over to the only empty seat of the eight. On the top of the desk, she discovered was a screen and keyboard embedded into the surface. Then she felt two cuffs grab her ankles and bring them underneath the chair she sat on. Then she suddenly felt a belt wrap around her waist and hold her snug against the back. Lastly two more cuffs grabbed her wrists and drew them down to the desk so she could manipulate the keyboard, and nothing more.
Cathy was surprised at first, but then, looking around the room, realized that all the other 'students' were in the same predicament. There were four girls in the front row, two on Cathy's left and one on her right. They were all in the same terrible boat. She looked at the girl in front of her. She was tall and blonde and slight, since the soles of her shoes were facing her, she could tell they were large, maybe 11 or more. Cathy could not see her face of course, so she looked to her left. There was a small, mousy blonde with freckles on her nose, she appeared to be well suited for her outfit, she had even put her hair up into pigtails. She looked over at Cathy and leaned over as much as her bonds would let her, “Hi, I'm Abby, this is Casey.” She whispered as she nodded her head back to the woman sitting next to her. Casey was at least 6'2”, she had long sandy colored hair and an hourglass figure, she looked over to Cathy, not bothering to whisper. “Nice to meet you, under the circumstances. What may we call you?” She said in a southern accent.
“Um, Cathy, my name is Cathy. How long have you been here?”
“Miss Cathy, are you causing trouble?” Susan said in her erudite manner.
“No mam.” Cathy quick faced forward and towards the computer in front of her. The temperature and humidity in this room was extreme. She felt the soles of her feet sweat. Also she was starting to feel her armpits sweat and then a drop of sweat went down between her breasts. She glanced to her right and saw a tiny little thing, she was short, skinny, black hair with dyed color streaks in it, she didn't look older than 19. She was shivering with fright seemingly, it could have been from cold.
“Hi” Cathy whispered. “I'm Cathy.”
“Nikki” said the girl and then sort of turned away in the way that she could. “They're going to tickle us aren't they?”
“If that is what we need to do to you today than indeed we will Miss Nikki.” Susan had practically appeared out of thin air next to the girl while Cathy wasn't paying attention.
“Alright girls, you have all made it through your first 14 days here with us, and I am pleased to report that you are all exemplary for our continued work, you should feel proud of that.” She continued to move to the front of the room. “What we need from you today is a report on your entire experience here on the consoles in front of you” She pressed a few keys on her console and all the systems began to light up. “I need in no less than 2500 words, everything you remember from when you entered the program until you entered this room. Please try to be as specific as you can be, it would be nice if it is as sequential as your memories will allow, and remember, we know what happened to you every moment since you've been here, you are to fill in your own thoughts and emotions.” She leaned against the front of her desk. “Before I continue, does anyone have any questions? You will find your right wrist has enough slack to raise your hand.”
The woman directly in front of Cathy raised her hand. So did Abby. So did a plump and busty latino girl on the front right corner. All three found that their wrists had been ensnared by a loop from the ceiling and there was no lowering them. Susan came over to the front row and approached the tall dirty blonde. She was vainly trying to bring her arm down. “Yes Miss Jess, what is your question?”
“Um nothing, never mind, I didn't have one after all.”
“Of course you did, that's why your hand is up isn't it?” She reached inside Jess' jacket and though Cathy could not see, she new those devilish nails went straight for the poor woman's armpit. Jess started to titter and then laugh and then beg for release. “You have a question, now out with it!”
“Heeeheee Whyyy doo hehehe you need thissssss. Stawp!.Haahhaha.” Susan retracted her hand and Jess was realeased back to her position at the desk.
“We need this information because though we have your recorded reactions, and though we have many brain scans of you all, we need to get to the deeper truth of our experiments” She walked over to the next girl in line. “And you Miss Felecia?” She did not let the brown skinned beauty respond before her hand had made its way into the folds of her jacket. The busty girl exploded with laughter. “Pleeeessssee stop! Hahaha. I hehe just wanted to. Oh god! When we caaaaann leeevvveee. Hahahaha!” Susan stopped tickling, but did not remove her hand. “Excellent question Felecia.” Susans hand had now found its way inside her shirt and was teasing her rock hard nipple. “You may leave once we are finished with you, some of you will go back to your dull lives in service of the society, others will graduate and work with us from now on. I started here as you all did, so did our other employees. You should feel grateful for such an opportunity.” Felecia was biting her lip as Susan continued to tease her nipple. Then the “teacher” finally relented and started for Abby. Before she could get there. “I just want to know how we will be graded.” Abby blurted out. Susan looked at her with dissatisfaction, but moved closer, she put her right hand on Abby's upper thigh and her left on her armpit. Using both hands, she tickled Abby while she answered. “These tests are graded on completeness, honesty and usefulness to our goals. You will notice that none of the keyboards have a backspace, you cannot correct mistakes. Spelling and grammar mistakes will result in punishment when the AI detects them. You will have two hours to complete this task, if you come up short, you will be punished.” She released Abby from her clutches then went back to the front of the room. She looked at a timer posted on the wall that read 120.00 and then stated, “Begin now” 119.59, 119.58, 119.57...
As promised here is the next installment of this story. Thanks for being patient with me.
The next part will be along soon.
Part 6
Anna and Beth walked Cathy through the corridors to her destination, a tiled room with many shower heads in the ceiling, walls, and floor. “Why are you doing this to me!?”
“Dear, you have done this to yourself. You know not to touch those naughty places. We may have to restrain you to the bed so you won't get so troubling, but keeping you unrestrained might get interesting.”
They strapped her wrists to the ceiling and her ankles to the walls. Beth then pushed a button and she was elevated in a spread eagle position. They sprinkled her with warm water then proceeded to soap her up and down her helpless frame. The soap contained more of the sensitizing gel and the applicators were sponges soaking in the gel long before she had gotten there.
“Lets give this porcelain skin a nice rosy glow.” Beth jibbed as she sponged her ass cheeks and the back of her legs. “I'd bet I can do better,” Anna said, working on her stomach and breasts, paying very close attention to her nipples and belly button. Cathy was in absolute hysterics, she had been through so much that begging seemed irrational. But she cried and laughed, strung up the way she was, there was no way to resist.
“Alright Anna,” Beth said, “tops or bottoms?” She held up two menacingly looking spinning brushes. Anna put her finger against her lips. Cathy was panting from the torment. “How 'bout,” she said in a jovial way, “we both take a side, you know left and right.” Beth looked at Cathy catching her breath. “Anna, what a wonderful idea, I could kiss you!” She did in fact put her hand behind her neck and catch her in a firm kiss, right in front of Catherine's eyes. “You're getting off on this aren't you?!” Cathy yelled. “Hell yeah!” Beth snapped away from Anna, “Why else would we work here?”
Cathy stared in disbelief as the two approached her. There was nothing she could do to escape their awful grins. They held up their wicked rotating scrub brushes, and flanked her on either side. Anna whispered into her ear and in a very sultry voice, “You'll begin to love this, I swear. Now where do you want first, your armpits or your feet?” All she did was pout her full lips and tear up. “That's not an answer to our question, young lady. I guess we'll have to make the decision for you.” Beth then held up her scrub brush as did Anna.
They thoroughly cleaned ever nook and cranny from both sides. When she would squirm left to avoid Anna's bristles, she would fall victim to Beth's awaiting brush. Then she would be off balance and Anna would attack the soles of her feet with fury. This caused Cathy to swing back and then her right breast was convenient for Anna again, and her left foot was Beth's.
This went on until the two were satisfied, then they rinsed her off with warm water. It was pleasant, not torturous as so many of her rinsings had been. Anna leaned into her ear and whispered, “We have all been here before sweetie. Some day you'll earn your right to be on this side of the hose.” She punctuated her remark by bringing her hose directly onto Cathy's clit. All Cathy could do was look up to the ceiling and moan softly.
Cathy was set free of her bondage, her captures eased her down onto the tile floor, toweled her off, and escorted her through a door in the chamber, but not the one they came from. Cathy found herself planted down on a lush burgundy carpet in a peculiar sitting room. The walls were painted dark green with bright white wooden pillars all around the room. The light was soft and yellow, she could see the many sconces around the room. This was not the clinical, sterile environment she had come accustomed over the last weeks. Her heart melted and she actually shed a tear.
“Alright sweetie, June and Susan need you upstairs in ,” she looked at her watch, “twenty five minutes. I suggest you go to the vanity and fix your hair and makeup. Make yourself presentable. There is a set of clothes fitted for you in that cabinet. We'll be back in 25,” looked at her watch “twenty four minutes, what ever state you are in, that's how you're going.” With that she slammed shut the door behind her, locking Cathy in to 'ready' herself for her meeting with Susan or June, or worse, both!
She rushed to the table with the make up products and hair products, It had a huge tri-cornered mirror and bright lights that made every detail easy to see. She grabbed a hairdryer brush and started on her luscious red hair. Then she moved on to her eye makeup, choosing a dark green eye shadow and black mascara. She decided on deep red lipstick, which she thought would go well on her pale skin. While she looked at the mirror, it suddenly occurred to her that doing it this way may just give them another reason to torture her, maybe she was playing right into their hands. She stopped, fully aware of the time that was ticking until Anna made good on her word. After a moment of thought, she realized that there was always going to torment here, she might as well look good.
After her hair and make were done, she realized she only had a few minutes left to get dressed. She ran to the indicated cabinet and threw it open. Then her heart sank. “A catholic school girl?! Really?” she took the outfit from the closet and threw it on a navy fainting couch. She started to put it on, rather than be naked., when she realized that there were no undergarments provided. “Well why would there be?” She dressed, and once she was done, she was standing before a mirror dresses in a red plaid skirt that was only half to her knees. A white button up sleeveless shirt that was too small for her large breasts, so that the fabric between every button bowed and showed a window it the inside. A suit jacket, that seemed to fit well, though she was concerned about the loose handcuff belts on the back. And simple leather shoes, but without socks, her feet began to sweat immediately.
Anna and Beth entered as promised.
“You look wonderful baby!” Beth sang out.
“Good job sweets, you may have to give me some make up advice down the road.” Anna said “Now lets get going, don't want to be late for class.”
“Class?” Cathy questioned
“Yeah class, they'll explain it all, we just got to get you there. Now!”
They took her bay each elbow and marched her down the corridor again, stopping at an elevator, going down, then down another corridor. How big was this facility? They finally came to a door that was clearly maked 'LESSONS'. The door opened and Cathy saw what looked like a high school classroom, chalkboard at the front, many desks facing forward, and a schoolmarm in the form of Susan standing with a yardstick in hand.
More than that, there were students! She hadn't seen anyone except her tormentors for weeks. They were all sitting at the school styled desk/seat combinations, all dressed as she was, every size and shape, but all gorgeous. Were they here like her?
“Ah Miss Cathy, late as always I see, we may have to discuss this at length after class.” Susan smirked, “Please take your seat.”
The door behind her had closed and Beth and Anna were gone. She quickly got over to the only empty seat of the eight. On the top of the desk, she discovered was a screen and keyboard embedded into the surface. Then she felt two cuffs grab her ankles and bring them underneath the chair she sat on. Then she suddenly felt a belt wrap around her waist and hold her snug against the back. Lastly two more cuffs grabbed her wrists and drew them down to the desk so she could manipulate the keyboard, and nothing more.
Cathy was surprised at first, but then, looking around the room, realized that all the other 'students' were in the same predicament. There were four girls in the front row, two on Cathy's left and one on her right. They were all in the same terrible boat. She looked at the girl in front of her. She was tall and blonde and slight, since the soles of her shoes were facing her, she could tell they were large, maybe 11 or more. Cathy could not see her face of course, so she looked to her left. There was a small, mousy blonde with freckles on her nose, she appeared to be well suited for her outfit, she had even put her hair up into pigtails. She looked over at Cathy and leaned over as much as her bonds would let her, “Hi, I'm Abby, this is Casey.” She whispered as she nodded her head back to the woman sitting next to her. Casey was at least 6'2”, she had long sandy colored hair and an hourglass figure, she looked over to Cathy, not bothering to whisper. “Nice to meet you, under the circumstances. What may we call you?” She said in a southern accent.
“Um, Cathy, my name is Cathy. How long have you been here?”
“Miss Cathy, are you causing trouble?” Susan said in her erudite manner.
“No mam.” Cathy quick faced forward and towards the computer in front of her. The temperature and humidity in this room was extreme. She felt the soles of her feet sweat. Also she was starting to feel her armpits sweat and then a drop of sweat went down between her breasts. She glanced to her right and saw a tiny little thing, she was short, skinny, black hair with dyed color streaks in it, she didn't look older than 19. She was shivering with fright seemingly, it could have been from cold.
“Hi” Cathy whispered. “I'm Cathy.”
“Nikki” said the girl and then sort of turned away in the way that she could. “They're going to tickle us aren't they?”
“If that is what we need to do to you today than indeed we will Miss Nikki.” Susan had practically appeared out of thin air next to the girl while Cathy wasn't paying attention.
“Alright girls, you have all made it through your first 14 days here with us, and I am pleased to report that you are all exemplary for our continued work, you should feel proud of that.” She continued to move to the front of the room. “What we need from you today is a report on your entire experience here on the consoles in front of you” She pressed a few keys on her console and all the systems began to light up. “I need in no less than 2500 words, everything you remember from when you entered the program until you entered this room. Please try to be as specific as you can be, it would be nice if it is as sequential as your memories will allow, and remember, we know what happened to you every moment since you've been here, you are to fill in your own thoughts and emotions.” She leaned against the front of her desk. “Before I continue, does anyone have any questions? You will find your right wrist has enough slack to raise your hand.”
The woman directly in front of Cathy raised her hand. So did Abby. So did a plump and busty latino girl on the front right corner. All three found that their wrists had been ensnared by a loop from the ceiling and there was no lowering them. Susan came over to the front row and approached the tall dirty blonde. She was vainly trying to bring her arm down. “Yes Miss Jess, what is your question?”
“Um nothing, never mind, I didn't have one after all.”
“Of course you did, that's why your hand is up isn't it?” She reached inside Jess' jacket and though Cathy could not see, she new those devilish nails went straight for the poor woman's armpit. Jess started to titter and then laugh and then beg for release. “You have a question, now out with it!”
“Heeeheee Whyyy doo hehehe you need thissssss. Stawp!.Haahhaha.” Susan retracted her hand and Jess was realeased back to her position at the desk.
“We need this information because though we have your recorded reactions, and though we have many brain scans of you all, we need to get to the deeper truth of our experiments” She walked over to the next girl in line. “And you Miss Felecia?” She did not let the brown skinned beauty respond before her hand had made its way into the folds of her jacket. The busty girl exploded with laughter. “Pleeeessssee stop! Hahaha. I hehe just wanted to. Oh god! When we caaaaann leeevvveee. Hahahaha!” Susan stopped tickling, but did not remove her hand. “Excellent question Felecia.” Susans hand had now found its way inside her shirt and was teasing her rock hard nipple. “You may leave once we are finished with you, some of you will go back to your dull lives in service of the society, others will graduate and work with us from now on. I started here as you all did, so did our other employees. You should feel grateful for such an opportunity.” Felecia was biting her lip as Susan continued to tease her nipple. Then the “teacher” finally relented and started for Abby. Before she could get there. “I just want to know how we will be graded.” Abby blurted out. Susan looked at her with dissatisfaction, but moved closer, she put her right hand on Abby's upper thigh and her left on her armpit. Using both hands, she tickled Abby while she answered. “These tests are graded on completeness, honesty and usefulness to our goals. You will notice that none of the keyboards have a backspace, you cannot correct mistakes. Spelling and grammar mistakes will result in punishment when the AI detects them. You will have two hours to complete this task, if you come up short, you will be punished.” She released Abby from her clutches then went back to the front of the room. She looked at a timer posted on the wall that read 120.00 and then stated, “Begin now” 119.59, 119.58, 119.57...
