"Our greatest fear here is sexually-transmitted diseases."Our greatest fear here is sexually-transmitted diseases. That's another reason for our tight security. No one enters the premises without a thorough examination. When medical security is breached, we have to shut down all operations immediately until everyone can be tested, again." "You are not cleared, yet," she continued. "If you so much as come close to touching the face or genitals of anyone in this building, that person will have to stop work and be re-examined. If you run amok and cause a serious breach of medical security, you will be fired. Do you understand?" My attention had been wandering to look at Beatrice; I could now tell that she had a dildo strapped into her fanny. Helene's last remark brought me around with a start! "Yes," I responded, suddenly vulnerable, again, and wishing I were dressed. "Good," she stood, and I found myself bathing in the sparkling, warm rays of a sunny smile from Miss Bitch, herself! "Let's get on with the tests!" For the next hour, she was all smiles and light while she sampled and tested everything testable in and on my body from my blood pressure to my urine. During the process, I was gradually stripped completely. Obviously familiar with the sensitivities of boys like me, she saved my bra and breast prostheses for last, even after my panties and harness! I could tuck my penis back between my legs; I couldn't fake my flat chest. Helene motioned Beatrice to stand right between us, facing me. She hurled a few more insults to the poor girl, and reached around to slap her boobs, again. Her lovely, innocent face plainly revealed that the pain and humiliation were very real - and very welcome! My prick finally betrayed me, and stood stiffly before my loins to share the sight of this woman's intense arousal! Helene reached into a cabinet for a white studded leather collar and fastened it around Beatrice's pretty neck with a padlock. She similarly affixed the end of the silvery steel chain to the examination table, then removed the spreader bar between Beatrice's arms. She extracted the white ball gag with a jerk. In a blinding flash of fury, Beatrice spun around to slap Helene! Screaming a torrent of foul invective, she grabbed at her tormenter. Expertly, Helene took her still-hobbled opponent about the waist and wrestled her back until the pull of her collar bent her body over flat! Helene pinned her arms behind her back, and proceeded to spank her exposed bottom until she was panting in fatigue, and Beatrice was blubbering her apologies, her ass cherry red! "Stand up, bitch!" she shouted, and threw Beatrice towards the bench. |