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Here is a sneak peak at Facility of Corecsion Episode 3
Episode 3: Bending the Rules
Tamia groaned as she rolled off the examining table, it had been a very demanding physical for the mocha skinned hottie, like none she’d ever experienced before. The two Doctors pulled up their pants, and commented on how extremely fit their nurse was. Isabeau stepped out of the door way, her stomach quivering nervously. Then Dr. Focus turned to see the slender blonde woman standing their, her eyes wide with amazement.
“Ah Dr. Fem Feet, our next patient is here.” said the black man as he picked up his stethoscope, “I’m a bit out of sorts, why don’t you handle this one.”
“Are you crazy Tamia exhausted me… err… my probe needs it’s batteries recharged.” replied Dr. Fem Feet, Why not let the nurses handle it they know the procedures, quite well I would imagine.”
“Oh yes Doctor, I’m sure me and Tamia could handle Isabeau’s physical wile the two of you recharge you equipment.” commented Brat Girl, stroking the blonde cuties arm, “We’ll be just fine won’t we Izzy?”
January Girl struggled desperately to escape the X-frame that held her, but to no avail. The tall blond beauty’s frantic motions only seemed to add to Gus’s amusement. Even though she had told him about her right to preference he simply smiled, and told her he didn’t have to touch her to punish her. Apparently the prison had brought in some nifty new gizmos that would permit him to over look her discipline with out having to be physically involved in it. ‘Horary for science.’ thought Jan.
After a few moments of watching his captive squirming in her restraints Gus decided it was time to get on with the discipline. Sitting himself down at a desk, the young guard slid a panel out from underneath it, and raised a screen from the top. For a few seconds January Girl heard some typing, and then came a soft buzzing. Little holes opened along the metal braces that held her, and small hands on thin mechanical arm poked out.
“Oh no. not this Gus, it’ll kill me I couldn’t stand it.“ pleaded Jan, dispite the fact that it wasn't even touching her yet.
How is that for a start?
Episode 3: Bending the Rules
Tamia groaned as she rolled off the examining table, it had been a very demanding physical for the mocha skinned hottie, like none she’d ever experienced before. The two Doctors pulled up their pants, and commented on how extremely fit their nurse was. Isabeau stepped out of the door way, her stomach quivering nervously. Then Dr. Focus turned to see the slender blonde woman standing their, her eyes wide with amazement.
“Ah Dr. Fem Feet, our next patient is here.” said the black man as he picked up his stethoscope, “I’m a bit out of sorts, why don’t you handle this one.”
“Are you crazy Tamia exhausted me… err… my probe needs it’s batteries recharged.” replied Dr. Fem Feet, Why not let the nurses handle it they know the procedures, quite well I would imagine.”
“Oh yes Doctor, I’m sure me and Tamia could handle Isabeau’s physical wile the two of you recharge you equipment.” commented Brat Girl, stroking the blonde cuties arm, “We’ll be just fine won’t we Izzy?”
January Girl struggled desperately to escape the X-frame that held her, but to no avail. The tall blond beauty’s frantic motions only seemed to add to Gus’s amusement. Even though she had told him about her right to preference he simply smiled, and told her he didn’t have to touch her to punish her. Apparently the prison had brought in some nifty new gizmos that would permit him to over look her discipline with out having to be physically involved in it. ‘Horary for science.’ thought Jan.
After a few moments of watching his captive squirming in her restraints Gus decided it was time to get on with the discipline. Sitting himself down at a desk, the young guard slid a panel out from underneath it, and raised a screen from the top. For a few seconds January Girl heard some typing, and then came a soft buzzing. Little holes opened along the metal braces that held her, and small hands on thin mechanical arm poked out.
“Oh no. not this Gus, it’ll kill me I couldn’t stand it.“ pleaded Jan, dispite the fact that it wasn't even touching her yet.
How is that for a start?
