Acting Chairman Shuskin stood between the nude couple on stage. "You all know of the contraceptive implant test currently being run. So far, our data indicates that the product is achieving its promise of 99.9% effectiveness. All this data is clinical, though. I've wondered how it would fare in a 'field-test' of sorts." A translator standing just offstage repeated his words in Russian.
Shuskin motioned to Clio. She was in the first standing position and staring at the floor, but could feel all eyes in the room focus on her. "You all remember Subject 1373 from her baseline test, no doubt." A quiet chuckle went through the crowd. "I think you'll agree she is the perfect subject to undertake this field-test." A smattering of applause made him pause. "Every evening while she is in this test she will be having sexual intercourse with male subjects in this room."
Clio's entire body blushed red and she felt faint. 'Did he just say that every night for the next 3 months I'll be fucking on-stage while everyone watches?!'
He turned to her and said, "I assure you that all of the men you will be performing with have been screened and are disease-free and fertile. With the protection of the contraceptive, you will have nothing to worry about."
Clio tried to calm her breathing as she heard him talking so blithely about her fucking strange men in public. He motioned to the man and said, "You have already met Subject 1215."
In spite of her embarrassment at being the only nude woman in a room with dozens of people watching her every move, she found herself staring at the nude man. Her heart beat harder and she could feel how wet her pussy was. He was about 6 feet tall, with lean muscles and very little fat on his body. There were dark and crude tattoos on his chest and arms, some with Cyrillic letters; they looked like Russian prison tattoos. His features were thick and his nose looked like it had been broken long ago. His large cock still fascinated her and she longed to have it inside her.
Shuskin motioned to the bed and said, "Let's get started. Subject 1373, will you lay down on the bed?"
Clio slowly did as she was instructed, mortified that she was about to be fucked as entertainment for a roomful of people. As the man got on his knees between her legs, Shuskin told him, "You can have sex however you'd like, but you must ejaculate in her vagina."
The man nodded. He looked down at Clio and could see her shaking and crying as she stared at the crowd. He softly put his hand on her head and turned it to face him. His rough features were completely at odds with the tender look he gave her.
"My name is Milos. Don't look at them, look at me." He leaned forward and kissed her. She smiled back meekly and said, "I'm Clio."