"Oooh!" Olivia moaned in discomfort as Luke began to pull the large dildo out of her ass.
"I guess this isn't the most pleasant way to wake up," Luke chuckled as he continued to extract the large phallus from Olivia's rear. He set it down on the bedside table. Then he released her wrists and ankles from their restraints, grabbed her arm and pulled her up and out of the bed. "Come on, you need a shower. Your face is coated with dried cum. You look like a glazed donut."
"Yes Sir," Olivia muttered, limping to the bathroom.
Luke turned on the shower, tested the temperature, and had Olivia get in. After removing his boxer shorts, he got in after her.
Olivia vigorously scrubbed at her skin, trying to remove every trace of the semen that the bellhop and Luke had deposited on her face. Luke grabbed a bar of soap and immediately began to lather up Olivia's tits. "I better make sure these receive a proper cleaning," he said as he gave one of her nipples a sharp pinch.
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Once again, Olivia was forced to answer the door while naked to the hotel staff member who brought them their breakfast. It was a different bellhop this time. A young man, no older than twenty-one. When Luke offered him a feel of Olivia's large jugs in lieu of a tip, he eagerly agreed. He did not speak any English. However, judging from the bulge in his pants, Olivia could tell that he was more than satisfied with the gratuity offered to him.
After they finished eating their breakfast, Luke finally allowed Olivia to put some clothes on - an outfit of his choosing, of course. He handed her a short denim miniskirt and a white tanktop. Olivia did not even bother asking for undergarments this time. She now knew better.
As she gazed at her reflection in the mirror hanging above the couch, she inwardly groaned. A girl with her cup size could really not go braless without looking extremely vulgar. Especially in a thin white top. Her skirt was so short, if she were to bend forward, even slightly, she would completely expose herself. Luke, having been to Vulmonia as many times as he had, should have known better than to dress Olivia in something so skimpy. But Olivia knew Luke's main objective was to embarrass her. Not to adhere to conservative Vulmonian customs.
"You'd better hurry down to the ground floor. Officers Amelin and Letov will be waiting for you," Luke told her.
"Yes Sir," Olivia replied, trying to mask her bitterness as she exited the hotel suite.
As she stepped out of the elevator and into the bustling lobby, she could feel the disapproving stares of random people as she walked towards the two policemen in her scanty attire.
Officer Amelin let out a loud low whistle. "What do we have here? No bra? Again?"
"We know you own at least one," pointed out Officer Letov. "We saw you put it on in the judge's chambers two nights ago."
Olivia shuddered at the memory of being forced to dress in front of several men in Judge Thorsky's chambers after her pillory punishment and paddling. The judge had practically interrogated her about each article of clothing. Particularly her thong panties and pushup bra.
Officer Amelin crouched down and hiked up her skirt. Olivia squeezed her eyes shut, not wanting to make eye contact with any hotel guests or staff who might happen to be in the lobby.
"Just as I suspected. No panties!" Officer Amelin loudly announced as he attached the clit leash. The two policemen laughed as they led Olivia out of the hotel and into their squad car.
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"Miss Williams," Judge Thorsky frowned as he critically looked her up and down. "What are you wearing?"
"These are the clothes that Mr. Pounding told me to wear, Your Honor," Olivia timidly replied.
"Oh," the judge said. "Well, no matter. You won't be wearing them for much longer anyway."
Olivia could feel her stomach drop.
"As I am sure you are aware of by now, Vulmonia is a very conservative and religious country. We do not approve of girls and women engaging in premartial or extramarital sexual activity."
Olivia could feel a white hot rage beginning to build up inside of her. How could the judge say such a thing when, a mere day ago, he had forced her to have sex with him?
"However, we are a small country with a small population. It is our hope that we will double our population over the next couple of generations. We want to be taken more seriously as a nation on the international stage. We need a steady supply of young men willing to enter the military and the civilian workforce. To ensure we keep the population growing, we do need married couples to regularly engage in sexual activity, so they'll produce more children."
Olivia was not sure what the judge was getting at.
"We want young married couples to enjoy their sex lives more so they'll have more babies. We want them to experiment and explore their sexuality within the confines of the matrimonial bed. Because of this, several scientists and engineers have been assigned the task of developing effective marital aids."
Olivia furrowed her brow. Marital aids? What on earth were marital aids?
When Olivia did not respond, Judge Thorsky sighed in annoyance. "Sex toys, Miss Williams. They're developing sex toys. I believe Mr. Pounding may have introduced you to some of them over the course of the last two nights."
"Oh ... I ... I see, Your Honor," Olivia replied. However, she was still confused. Why was the development of sex toys relevant to her?
"We want these marital aids to give as much pleasure as possible. In order to ensure that, they must be tried out on test subjects. But, as you know, Vulmonian women are very modest and chaste. None of our local women would ever dream of volunteering for such test trials."
Suddenly Olivia realized what her second day of community service would entail. Her face paled. She was going to be forced to spend the day testing out sex toys. In front of scientists and engineers. All of them men, undoubtedly.
"But with you being an American girl," Judge Thorsky grinned, "It seems like this sort of thing would come naturally to you." Then his tone became a little more serious. "It was my hope that, after you spent time in the pillory and received a paddling, we would see a decrease in your libido. However, after observing your body's reactions yesterday afternoon here in my chambers, I realize that, realistically, a decrease in your libido isn't going to happen anytime soon. So, why not put it to good use?"
Olivia stood in front of the judge, silently seething. She was sick and tired of people accusing her of having an out of control libido. They were the ones who were molesting her. They were the ones who were touching her intimate body parts and constantly putting her naked body on display. It was not her fault that her body had certain natural physiological responses.
"Now, I spoke to Mr. Pounding on the phone before you arrived. He informed me that he still isn't allowing you to orgasm. However, there is no reason that marital aids cannot be tested on you. Stimulation can be applied to your erogenous zones to see if you experience any pleasurable sensations. However, the stimulation must cease before you reach climax. We must respect Mr. Pounding's wishes that you are not permitted to orgasm. He is your guardian for the time being, after all."
Olivia could not think of a worse punishment. She had not cum since she was restrained in the pillory two days ago. She had been on the brink of orgasm several times over the last two days. She had been groped, stroked, touched and teased. But always, at the last moment, she had been denied completion of her pleasure. And now sex toys were going to be tested on her. They were going to arouse her. They were going to get her all worked up. But they were not going to allow her to cum. Olivia let out a heavy frustrated sigh.
"Alright, so you have your assignment for the day. All you need to do is comply with the orders of the scientists conducting the test trials. Obey their instructions and there won't be any problems."
"Yes Your Honor," Olivia despondently replied.
"You are dismissed," Judge Thorsky said, waving her away.
Officer Amelin tugged on the clit leash and the two policemen led her out of the judge's chambers.
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"This doesn't sound like much of a punishment," Officer Letov said as he pulled the police cruiser out of the courthouse parking lot and began to drive down the main road.
"And how will they make sure that you don't cum?" Officer Amelin wondered aloud. "You're such a horny little slut. I mean, stick a vibrator in that dripping cunt of yours and you'd probably get off in three seconds."
Olivia clenched her fists in anger. She could no longer stand the attacks on her moral character. "That's not true!" she spat out. "I wouldn't cum that easily. I'm not like th... OH!" she squealed as Officer Amelin began tugging on the clit leash. He was not gentle, but he was not pulling hard enough to cause pain.
"Sorry, were you saying something?" Officer Amelin sardonically inquired. He pulled on the leash rapidly three times. Olivia could not help but moan. "Whore," he smirked as the two policemen broke out laughing.
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Officer Letov pulled up outside of an austere looking grey building. The officers led the frightened American teen inside.
After checking in with a receptionist, they were instructed to go to a room on the third floor. They were greeted there by a man in his fifties wearing a white lab coat. He introduced himself as Dr. Sokolov.
"Miss Williams, we've been expecting you," he smiled at the busty young girl as he eyed her outfit. His eyes lingered at her big unsupported breasts for a few uncomfortable moments before finally continuing.
