Part 13 - Lea and the Unexpected Companion
"Alright Leota, are you almost finished?" Marian asked as she barged into the hotel room Lea had been staying and working in the past few days. Lea looked up from her computer wearing only a bathrobe, nervous about how to respond. She knew that as soon as she was finished with her project she had the remainder of her two week sentence to return to. "Well, can we start printing collars or not?" Marian continued.
"Sure.. I guess the hardware's finished. The company was working on wearable controls already to try to have them ready for the holidays, so that wasn't that hard to match the hardware to the looks of the collars you use here and elsewhere. I've been working hard.. I just don't know about how.. it'll all.. I think I need some more time," Lea explained.
"Well.. see there's the problem," Marian said in a look of disappointment. "That's a lie, you've been wasting a lot of today," she said as she tapped around on her tablet. "The system picked up that you've not been working much the last few hours. So either you're going purposely slow, or you already finished but didn't want to tell me.. If you had been honest and offered some explanation that might have been something I could excuse.."
"Please, no, I'm sorry I can explain!" Lea said as she dropped to her knees. "I.. I got it ready earlier today but I started panicking about going back out there. I mean I'm sure there's got to be some software side you need me to work on right? I mean.."
"We have lots of techs ourselves, and I had them look at what you had before I came in here. They said they should be able to have them up and running system wide by tomorrow. I just wanted to hear from you if there was anything more that needed to happen first." Marian said, causing Lea to nervously swallow. "Now, I have the printers lined up to start producing, is there any reason I shouldn't tell them to start?"
Lea looked down and shook her head. "I'm sorry, please, I'll do anything you want!"
"That's what your contract says you'll do, yes. And the policy is, we always follow through on any matters of discipline. That way everyone knows there is no talking their way out. In fact that lie you just told has added another two days to your sentence. So be cooperative, and I'll make sure you get one of the first collars printed up today. That should hopefully make your time down there a little more bearable yes?" Marian asked rhetorically. "Now are you going to go cooperatively or do I need to have you escorted?"
"I'm sorry, I'll be good I promise."
"Good girl Leota. Now go clean up if you need, then head back down there and we'll be by shortly with a new collar." Marian said
"Right away Marian," Leota said as she ran back to the bathroom for a quick shower. She wanted desperately to take her time but made herself hurry, fearing she might be on some kind of clock. She walked briskly back towards the dungeon, once again in her collar and hugging the walls of closely through the maze of staff hallways to keep all the signs visible and not get lost. Back here, everything looked the same. All of it just a maze of florescent lighting, cream walls and cheap white linoleum. She came out the back staff entrance of the dungeon and poked her head out hoping to be seen and be directed somewhere.
"Good, right on time," one of the staff members dressed as a guard said as he rushed towards her. He however kept walking past Leota to meet someone else standing back by the door.
"And you must be Leota right?" the someone else said from behind her. "Hi, I'm Trevor, I've got this collar to try out on ya, see if it all works. If it does I've got a lot of work to do the next few days," he said as he reached around to put this new collar on after the guard took the old one off. "It'll just be a moment then I can send you back out there.."
"Take your time," Leota joked as she otherwise stood cooperatively still.
"Give me your hands," the guard said as he held out two long white half cylinders. They were just over a foot long and selectively hollowed out with padding on the inside. Leota frowned as she recognized the devices, extending her right arm while Trevor still fiddled with her collar and his computer. Her arms sat most of the way into the cylinder, bringing her hand into a fist around a padded bar. When the top half was clicked into place with the bottom, the guard inserted a plug to inflate the padding to give cushion and ensure a tight fit. From the outside it looked like her hand was replaced by a long mostly featureless white plastic cylinder that went up not quite half way up her forearm. There were metal indentations near the base to let it attach to things. It prevented her from moving her fingers or even bending her wrists. Soon a matching one was put onto her left hand rendering her hands totally useless.
Leota let out a grunt as her NESIC slowly spun to life. She felt it run up in strength and then back down until it was off again. "I take it you felt it?" Trevor asked. Leota nodded her head. "Alright, so I'll leave it up to you or the guests how high it should go, the collar's got these three touch buttons on the side of the collar there. I think the new chips should start coming tomorrow and otherwise it looks like only one of the other girls here has one already. Why don't you get this one situated and then I'll come back with the other collar to show you what to do with the other one," Trevor explained to the guard as he nudged Leota forward by the small of her back.
The guard grabbed Leota by the chin and looked into her eyes. "You've been away a few days now, and I am sure you must have been doing some important work to get that break, so I will give you a single choice as a reward. Would you rather be gagged, or ungagged?"
"Gagged sir," Leota said after a brief moment to consider. She knew her mouth may get sore, but she decided she would rather have something to bite down on than have a slightly more rested jaw. She looked at what he might pick and was glad to see a clear plastic bit attached to a clear plastic head harness. Unlike the tube or ring gags it was also rather good at convincing guests to use someone else's throat, a chance she was hoping for when she made her decision. She opened obediently and let him fasten the straps around her bald head. There would be drool, but that was something she could live with.
Once he was done, he held her gently by the back of the neck and began leading her out into the public area. She had barely walked ten steps before she could feel eyes turning towards her. He walked her to one of the platforms that stood about a foot off the ground and helped her down to a kneel. There were two small indentations about two feet apart. Leota helped as much as she could as he fed the cylinders that encapsulated her arms into the indentations. It held her arms just outside of shoulder length apart and melded to the floor. He reached over and turned on her NESIC before slapping her on the cheek and leaving.
Leota swayed around and moaned. Her position made her keep her arms as they were, making both kneeling and standing bent over awkward to maintain. Laying down was just physically not possible. But right now what Leota wanted more than the ability to lay down was some more stimulation. She had a little, enough to get her worked up, but not enough to get her close to cumming.
"Well aren't you a randy little slave?" a man asked, finally drawing Leota's attention.
Leota couldn't help but nod. She jostled around, wishing there was something she could rub against. She didn't like admitting it, but this small change made the entire experience different. She tried to watch as the guest disappeared behind her, knowing he was probably going to grab something to use on her.
He signaled his return with a hard strike across Leota's back with a single tail whip. Leota screamed into her gag as she bit down. But the sting brought with it a smile, something she didn't expect and something she felt embarrassed but thrilled about. Her minor masochistic tendencies were lit up by the feelings coming from between her legs. When another hit landed, her cry seemed almost more a moan than a scream.
"Oh, you like that?" came the man's deep voice as he whipped her back again. This time though there was not as much pleasure, much more pain. He seemed to pick up the pace, causing her to start to fidget and pull at her restraints. She wasn't enjoying this any more as he continued to verbally taunt her in his deep voice.
"Something the matter slave?" A woman asked as she stepped into view. "Doesn't look like you'll be going anywhere, why are you struggling so hard?"
The whippings stopped as she stepped up to the platform. She was older but still in great shape. Her face had the odd imperfection and wrinkle, but her deep greyish blue eyes were hypnotizing. Her brown hair was neat and tied behind her in a bun. Leota began to breath heavy as she desperately wanted this woman to touch her over-teased sex.
Leota felt hands from behind her on her hips, helping her to her feet. It was awkward to stand with her hands still planted in the ground. She felt a cock, presumably from the man who had been whipping her, sliding deep into her cunt. The woman seemed content to watch as he picked up the pace. Leota began to moan and scream, imagining this woman she was staring at was actually the one behind all this. She found it so much more enjoyable, she closed her eyes to immerse herself in the fantasy. She felt herself approaching orgasm, moaning and grunting loudly as her NESIC enhanced the sensations. Moments before she could finish however, she felt the man behind her stop. He let out a deep grunt as he came, ending things just shy of enough for Leota.
She opened her eyes and was sad to see that the woman was gone. She tried to look around, but she could not turn much and anything more than a few feet away began to get hazy. She saw the man leave, zipping up his pants and walking out. She spread her legs trying to get more comfortable, but with her chip still running all she wanted was for that woman to return and stroke her now very desperate pussy.
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Leota was utterly exhausted by the time she was released to rest. They turned off her chip, which had been on for most of her service. She was brought over to the wall around the corner from the main chamber and her collar clipped to a dangling cable. The cylinders remained around her hands and they were clipped into the small indentations in the floor they fit into. She prefered it when they simply cuffed her hands behind her but she was not in any real position to complain. She looked over and saw two others resting against the wall, one in the cylinders one one simply with her hands cuffed behind her. Once they took out her gag she leaned her head against the wall and tried her best to relax.
But as she closed her eyes her mind continued to project to her the woman it had been day dreaming about all night. The real woman had never returned, at least not that she noticed. Leota didn't know her name or anything about her. However, when she pictured this woman then everything seemed more palatable. The arousal that had been emanating from her chip needed something to focus on, and tonight it had been the grey eyed girl.
