Chapter 12.
Debbie watched the monitor in her office with Sally. This was a recording of Sally with multiple partners at once, her first time having sex with a group of men.
While Sally watched the screen intently, Debbie tore her eyes away and looked down to her clipboard and over the questions John had prepared for her to ask. She looked back at the screen. She was going to ask John for a copy of this video too. Maybe Sally would be interested in having a copy of one of hers. All the girls had seen bits of her videos and watched her in process, but maybe they would like to have something to watch in their spare time.
“Sally,” Debbie said, “have you been using the furnished appliance?”
Sally nodded. “I remember that one, he was big.”
“He is big. My God, don’t you love it, so much variety?”
“There are seven with me and it was great. What’s your ideal number?”
“I don’t really have an ideal number. From one to a zillion, it’s all good. I love the big O.”
“John said I can do the big O at the end of the week.” Sally had been fingering herself as she watched the screen, her white smock pulled up to allow access.
“How often do you use your appliance?” Debbie wished she’d gotten one, they looked like fun.
“When I talked to John we agreed on a schedule of two hours use every twelve hours. I wish I had it now.”
“Do you like it?”
“I love it. I’ve already used it two hours in this cycle.”
“That’s too bad you can’t use it more.”
“I know. Everyone I talk to wishes they could use theirs more.”
“You’ll get busy with other things, trust me.”
“I hope so. You know,” Sally giggled, “I fooled around a little before coming here, but it was never fun like this. I’m having a great time.”
“John said I could adjust your use of the appliance. How about three hours every twelve?”
“Could I? Thank you. Here’s a question, what do you do when men are done?”
“Good question. If they’re done and I’m tired I just lie there, or whatever. But if they’re just resting I try to create inventive reasons for them to come back.”
“When these guys were done we just messed around. They played with me or I sucked limp cocks or whatever. Not so many orgasms. I—“ Sally stopped talking, watched the screen, her fingers moving rapidly.
“That’s okay, I do that. You have to make them want to come back. I know they will with you. Right at this moment how does it feel?”
Sally grunted, settled back in her chair. “Damn good, Debbie. I don’t remember thinking about sex this much before.”
“I know what you mean. It’s like the dam’s burst. I can tell the men really like you.”
“Are you sure? I’m still pretty green at it, not like you, you know.”
“I’m sure. I talked to them afterwards and they raved about you.”
“Debbie, that makes me feel so much better. I had a great time but I’m always afraid I was going to let them down.”
“They can’t wait to do it again. Two questions, Sally. The first question is, how would you like it if we set aside a time each day when you could have sex with lots of men. John was—“
“Hell yes.”
“John was thinking about setting aside from nine to noon. We’d work and do stuff after lunch.”
“Yes. Begin tomorrow?”
“Begin tomorrow. I’ll tell John. Second question, how would you like to have special events in the evenings? Two of you with a group of men, a much larger group of men. Say me and you or you and Neem?”
“Every evening?”
“Every evening, except we need to work out a schedule for you so you have appliance time too.”
Sally had an orgasm.
“I suggested to John that you carry your appliance with you at all times, so you could use it whenever you were free, say tomorrow when we talk.”
“I like that idea.”
“What’s the most important thing to remember?”
Sally slowed her movements, stopped. “I don’t know.”
“You have to remember to take care of yourself. Get enough sleep, eat well.”
“I’m sorry, Debbie. I should have known that.”
“I know it’s hard when there’s so much exciting stuff on screen, it gets distracting.”
“I thought the way they were fucking me, they’re big men, I might get hurt.”
“Credit Dev with taking care of that. Normally I don’t get sore. If I get sore I tell John or Dev. You don’t want to end up in the hospital like I did a couple of months ago. I was in pretty bad shape, out of it from not eating or sleeping. Keep things in moderation.”
Sally resumed masturbating. “I’m just about to explode, I really, really want to fuck.”
“So what’s important to remember?”
“I need to always get enough sleep and get enough to eat.”
“Real food, not what you’re doing up there.”
“I’ll remember. It’s hard to stop though.”
“John is going to work with you about turning it on and off, exercising more control. I’m still learning too.”
When Debbie watched their videos with Sally or Neem she could catch little flickers of something else on the screen. She didn’t see that while watching her own videos. Debbie pushed the pause button for the video. Sally slowly came to a stop.
“I need to check you.”
“Okay,” Sally said, still facing the screen.
“Stand, undress, and then come over here.”
Sally didn’t move for a minute before standing.
“Good girl.”
Sally stood before her, naked and beautiful.
“You’re nicely formed, Sally.”
“Thank you.”
Debbie scanned the surface of Sally’s body, told her to turn around and Debbie continued scanning. “Perfect. Dev does great work.”
“I know, it’s amazing.”
“Do a squat, facing me. That’s good.”
Sally like Debbie had had all body hair permanently removed except for that on her head. “Looks good. No redness, no bad odors.”
Debbie checked the clipboard while Sally remained squatting. “I think that’s everything. John wants you to remain naked for the rest of the week, unless we’re outside. He’s arranged an event after dinner. There will be no oral so don’t stint on dinner. After we’re done, go to your room and get your appliance to use when you’re not too busy. Leave your smock here. Any questions?”
“Can I watch the rest of the video?”
“Sure, there’s time. Go back to your seat and I’ll start it again.”
Sally settled in her seat, looked back to Debbie. “Thank you so much for helping me. I learn so much from you.”
“You’re welcome. Ready?”
“Ready.” Sally had begun masturbating as soon as she sat down.
Debbie put the video on play and relaxed, enjoying watching Sally on the monitor. She’d have a half hour break before working with Neem.
“Oh God,” Sally shouted. “That’s it, that’s it, that’s it.” Her chair was thumping on the floor as Sally thrashed.
Chapter 13.
Debbie was having a lot of fun in process doing what John called sliding. She’d never done sliding before and while it wasn’t the big O it was something she wanted to do more of.
There must have been thirty men on the platform with her. She had no idea how anyone could watch what she was doing and not join in, not that she cared much.
During each penetration she lost awareness, except she knew she was having lots of orgasms. She kept, she guessed this was why John called it sliding, moving from an aware and demanding state to one of, she assumed, total receptiveness. She knew she was screaming at them to fuck her and she’d black out, to begin all over again in her demands. So much cock, she was delirious.
“Get them out of here,” Nancy shouted.
“Fuck me you bastards,” she shouted. They had been turning away from her for some reason. “Fuck me.”
John came into view and said, “It’s over, Debbie.”
She watched the men leave the room, John had left her too but was with Nancy. Debbie felt deflated, sat in a puddle of semen.
“I thought there was supposed to be some level of security here.” Nancy sounded angry.
“There is,” John said.
Debbie turned and saw them arguing.
“Then where are they?”
“I don’t know what happened to Sally and the other girls. You know that.”
“I know your fun and games has gotten seriously out of hand.”
“We’ve searching on campus for them as we speak.”
“Assuming they’re on campus. Assuming they just wandered off in a haze of lust.”
“What else can we assume, Nancy.”
“Miss Crenshaw.”
“Did I do something wrong?” Debbie said.
“Is it necessary to have them be nitwits?”
“Debbie, you didn’t do anything wrong. We have some people missing and we’re worried. I need you to go clean up and wait in your office for me.” To Nancy, “They’re not nitwits.”
“You call that smart?”
“Look, we’re all worried but I’m sure everything is okay.”
“It’s not okay and you know that. You never even thought of tracking implants.”
“We thought of implants but were overruled by your office for security reasons or some such nonsense.”
“What has happened here is not my fault and you know that. Less than ten days to the State of the Union and this project is a disaster.”
Debbie left the room feeling bad. She tried to do everything right. Maybe she shouldn’t have enjoyed herself so much but she was doing what John told her to do.
She showered, used the toilet, and dried herself. Something was really wrong. She could hear people running in the hall. She brushed her wet hair and put on her lab coat.
She met no one in the hallway and sat in her chair in her lab. She was tempted to watch videos but didn’t since John hadn’t said she could. She waited.
She was too nervous to play with herself, ended up walking back and forth in the room because she had so much energy. She was hungry but John had told her to wait.
Nancy came in, shut the door. “Sit down, please. I only have a minute to talk.”
Debbie sat and Nancy turned the other chair to face her and sat.
“I’m anxious because Sally, who you’ve worked with, and Trish and Dawn are missing.”
“I like Sally.”
Nancy got a look on her face. “I know you do, Debbie. We need to find them.”
“Have you checked the cafeteria?”
“We’re checking everywhere but are not finding them. Let me ask you a question.”
“Okay.”
“Do you think they went on their own or did someone help them leave or take them?”
“I don’t know.”
“That’s okay. I’m a little frustrated because they’re missing. If you wanted to go somewhere, where would you go?”
Debbie thought for a minute. “You know that video of me before I got my tattoo?”
“I haven’t seen them all.”
“We saw part of it, Sally and I, and we talked about it. It was at one of the bars in town, I guess. Sally asked me if it was awful and I said no but she said look how they treat you. I didn’t see anything special, but Sally was giggling a lot and said I don’t know how you could stand it.”
“So you think we should check off campus?”
“Maybe. I’d check the bars, places in the videos we saw.”
“Good idea. That’s a really good idea, Debbie. Do you know the names of the bars?”
“John does, maybe Tim, too.”
“Who is Tim?”
“Tim was my boyfriend only he’s not always nice. His girlfriend doesn’t like me. She’s not nice.”
“I haven’t heard about Tim.”
“John knows Tim and his girlfriend. They’re the reason I was at the bars and other stuff happened.”
“Other stuff?”
“Stuff I don’t remember.”
“You don’t remember stuff?”
“Like the big O but not nearly as good.”
“I understand. Anything else?”
“I didn’t do something wrong, did I?”
“No, not at all. You’re just right, Debbie. Everyone likes you.”
“Thank you, Nancy. I thought maybe—“
“You don’t have to worry. Just a minute, I need to talk to John.” Nancy took a cell phone out of her pocket. “John, I’m sorry for flying off the handle back there.” She smiled to Debbie. “I’m with her now. She says Sally was interested in the bars in the videos she saw. Debbie also says there’s Tim and his girlfriend. I want everything checked.” She turned in her seat so she wasn’t facing Debbie. “I would like to use local resources, I don’t want this getting out of hand. Do you have a time line? Search began when Debbie was in process and they were to attend but didn’t. Can we go back earlier to determine how long they’ve been gone. Not yet. Okay.” She turned and smiled at Debbie. “No, local resources. Use base security, we have several on campus with us now. We’ll need to get more to widen the search. I’m still with Debbie, can you do that, contact the commander? Thank you.” She smiled at Debbie, nodding. “We can do that if necessary. I want to talk to Debbie now. Thank you.” She ended the call.
“Dawn had a session with me at two until three. I saw Sally at lunch. I don’t know Trish.”
“How far is Dawn in the process?”
“First week, she’s had surgery already.”
“Did she see videos of you in the bars?”
Debbie thought back to this afternoon. She shook her head. “No, this one was the big O.”
“You like the big O, don’t you?”
“I do. I could do it all day.”
“Do you know your commands?”
“If someone explains them in front of me, slut, soma, dabble, stuff like that, not the big O.”
“Do you think Sally and the girls do?”
“I can’t say. If they were there when someone explained a command, they would.”
“You’ve never seen a list of commands, have you?”
“No. Is there one?”
“Yes, and that needs to be checked. Just a second.” Nancy made another call. “Dr. Roberts, could someone check the security for the commands and protocols for the girls? Thank you.” She turned back to Debbie. “Have you ever used one of the commands on one of the girls?”
“No, why would I?”
“No reason. What about the men?”
“They’re not dumb. They catch on pretty quick and Sally and Neem were spending a lot of time with them.”
“Another call, sorry.” Nancy turned away. “Sergeant Larson, is everyone in your group present?” She glanced at Debbie and smiled. “They are. Have there been any changes today, men coming or going? No, can you take a minute and verify that for me just to be sure. I understand it will take time. Thank you.”
Nancy turned back to Debbie. “One last question. How do you feel about the commands?”
“I like the commands. They mean something is going to happen and I want that. Does that make sense? I’m always waiting to hear one.”
“Interesting. I’m going to give you a command, say it but I don’t think you’ll remember it. Too bad. Oblivion.”
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