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Chapter 1
Reception
The five girls stood in the reception cage waiting for the induction process to begin.
I was dressed in my white doctor's coat with a stethoscope tucked into my pocket and an official looking clip board with papers attached.
Moving over to the cage I welcomed the girls to the facility and silenced the babble of questions and demands for explanations. This is the Reception Centre where you will be processed in accordance with my decisions and work in any area I decide.
The Centre was in the business of making money from training girls to please men or women. My business was to get the girls to please and I could use any methods I liked to achieve that aim.
You are now without rights I told them and you will follow instructions without hesitation or the consequences will be very painful. You have been sent here by the inspectorate and will remain until you have satisfied the board that you have learnt how to behave and I consider that you will serve your master or mistress satisfactorily for the term of your confinement.
I introduced the centre's staff who had been standing in the shadows. Karl and Ivan were recent employees having just transferred from an eastern European training camp to broaden their experience. They came with excellent references which indicated they were anxious to gain promotion through diligent pursuit of their chosen profession. The two female guards, Fiona and Ruth were each in their own way very satisfactory assistants. Fiona, tall, blonde and blue eyed was a strict disciplinarian who reveled in her work which if it allowed her to indulge her lesbian desires was sufficiently rewarded for a days work. Ruth, overweight and unattractive liked nothing better than taking her frustrations out on other women – the more attractive they were the more she seemed to enjoy beating them.
You are to look on my associates as friends I told the girls. You will obey their requests immediately and without question. – punishment will follow for those who fall below our very high standards.
Having set the scene I ordered the girls to prepare themselves for the medical I was required to conduct to ensure they would survive the training or find blemishes that would reduce their worth.
Strip and leave all your clothes in a neat pile on the bench I commanded – hoping that as usual one of them would refuse giving me the chance at an early stage to let Karl and Ivan show their worth. Never again will I repeat myself I said as they digested my instruction with none of them taking off her clothes. I pointed to one particularly attractive blonde who I decided would be the most resistant to training. She had not moved and looked defiantly at me as she said I had no right to subject her to such treatment. Calmly I stated that she was the one with no rights and that the incarceration order I held allowed me complete and total freedom of action to achieve the board's objectives. If she did not forthwith strip I would have to ensure her compliance. She remained with her arms crossed under her pert breasts feet slightly apart shoulders back stating she would never follow such orders.
I looked casually across to Karl and Ivan and smiled at them as I nodded. They immediately sprang into action and entered the cage going across to where the girls stood. The others who herd like had gather around her moved to one side leaving the girl with a look of concern spreading over her pretty face. In a blur of movement Ivan grabbed her arms and held them tightly behind her back as Karl with a vicious looking knife sliced the clothes from top to bottom allowing me the first glance of the tanned skin, beautiful breasts and a furry pubis. While they skillfully removed the shreds of her cloths they swiftly attached cuffs to her arms which they secured behind her back and to silence her complaints at the rough treatment she was receiving they inserted a ball gag which was tightly fastened. They them knocked her legs from under her and strapped cuffs to her ankles before connecting a three foot spreader bar. They each then grabbed one side of the bar and dragged from the cell to where Ruth took great delight in thrashing her with a leather strap on her breasts stomach and legs.
I turned to the other girls and indicated what they could expect if they did not follow orders and told them that the beating would continue until they were undressed. After a split seconds hesitation first one then all four rushed to remove their clothes which I insisted were neatly folded before calling on Ruth to cease her morning exercises.
The four stood at attention with their hands behind their heads as I inspected them. The girl on the left was about 5' 6” tall, brunette with a face that many would describe as pretty, small breasts and flat nipples, a slender figure and shaved bush. On enquiry I was able to match her with the paper work as Amy Dwyer a 21 year old university student who had been sentenced to 10 years in a correction centre for being a member of a subversive organization plotting to over throw the Government.
Number 2 was slightly over weight and at 5' 2” the shortest of my guests. Her short auburn hair, which by a quick glance at the top of her legs was shown to be dyed, was unruly after a night in the cells. Large pendulous breasts sagged towards her ample stomach before meeting a very dense bush with her short unattractive legs quivering under my stare. Melissa Young had the misfortune to have been in a restricted area claiming she was looking for her younger brother when a patrol had picked her up and because of other past irregularities was sent to the centre for 5 years.
Paula Fry 24, a true red head with a pleasant freckled face looked straight ahead as her chest shook with a sob. A pool of urine was forming at her feet as she lost control of her bladder – clearly she was going to be easy to train with her good sized breasts and rigid nipples above a flat stomach and shapely legs topped by a neatly trimmed pubic area.
Last in line stood a 5'11” blonde who tried to disguise her feelings by looking at the floor. Her high check boned face, blue eyes and aquiline nose with a petite moon shaped mouth sat on a long neck to shapely shoulders and well formed rounded breasts. Her well tanned body silken pussy completed a lovely picture.
I then turned my attention to the body lying on the floor. The previously smooth front was now a criss-cross of livid red marks which Ruth had left through her energetic application of the strap. Twenty three year old Christine Cox was clearly in pain as Karl and Ivan lifted her off the floor and dragged her to the centre of the room. String her up I instructed. They untied the wrists and clipped the cuffs to the over head pulley that spread her into an X with the spreader bar still on her feet. As I moved around her she trembled in expectation of further punishment. All I did however was run my fingers gently down her snow white back causing her to shiver – was it in terror or anticipation of pleasure? Obedience is always best don't you agree I whispered in her ear. Was that a nod I noticed or just an automatic reaction to the additional tension straining put on her body.
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