Inspection Day
Several weeks past and Tatarina started to forget the horror of her incarceration. She was still looking for a job and there was a possibility of working in a coffee bar just around the corner.
However she was quickly brought down to earth one Monday, a month after her sentence was completed, when a letter arrived. It was from the Ministry of Correction. She could tell this as across the front was their address. With shaking hands she opened it and started to read the contents.
To Ex-detainee 69
It is the policy of this department to check on recent offenders to ensure there is no chance of remission on their part. The department has a duty to society to protect itself from revisionist ideas. As you learnt from your brief stay, your place in our society is to please. And to please at any time and any place.
In order to make sure you understand your social obligations, an officer will call around to examine you in the next few days. You will be expected disrobe for him to inspect you and to show your willingness to obey in every way.
By order of the Ministry
Tatarina sat down she could not believe what she read, even now she could not escape.
The morning went very slowly as every sound made her jump. She expected the bell to ring any moment. By lunch time she was a bundle of nerves and decided to have a cup of tea to calm herself. She filled the kettle, but when she went to turn off the tap it refuse to close and water continued to pour out. Putting down the kettle she tried with both hands, but it refused to budge and continued to pour. She knew somewhere her ex boyfriend had a set of tools and so she went into the spare room and found a large spanner. Returning she adjusted it to fit the tap top and with all her strength twisted the tap and the stem. There was a squeak and the tap closed, but to her horror she heard water running in the cupboard under the sink. Opening the door she discovered the pipe had split and water was squirting against the side of the cupboard. Placing a bowl under the leak Tatarina realized she had no choice but to call the plumber and get him to come a fix the problem.
Quickly finding the number in the phone book she dialed the local plumber and was soon recounting the story of her disaster. He said he would be around in about half an hour. Putting down the phone, she remembered the stop cock outside the front door in the street, however when she checked it, it too was too hard for her to close.
The clock ticked away as she tried to stop the leak from flooding the kitchen, by placing towels around the cupboard. On the dot after half an hour the doorbell rang. Tatarina ran to the door and opened it expecting the plumber to be standing there, but it was the fat section officer instead. She stared at him for a moment confused.
"Ah Ms Stevens the sheer sight of you stiffens my loins."
"Oh, can I help you sir?"
"I hope you are going to invite me inside, I wouldn't like to think I was not welcome!"
Tatarina stood aside and closed the door. She stood waiting.
"I believe you received a letter from the ministry? Is that right?"
Ministry, ministry, what was he talking about; she knew she had to get back to the kitchen before the bowl filled and overflowed. And then it struck, the letter she received the other day, her heart sank as she remembered, especially as the section officer knew of it.
"Umm, yes."
"Well, what are you waiting for?"
"Pardon?"
"The letter I believe it was quite specific."
"Sorry sir, I'm not sure what you mean?"
The officer waved his hand at her. Tatarina suddenly recalled the end of the letter, "You will be expected to disrobe for him," Oh no, quickly she reached for the zip on the side of her dress and slid it down. Reaching down she pulled the dress over her head. A smile appeared on the face of the officer as she started to strip. Of all his "clients" She was the best. So innocent, so lovely, such big firm tits.
Her hands bent behind her back as she undid her bra and removed it, then quickly to her panties sliding them down her legs. She stood now naked to his gaze a it traveled from her face down her breasts to the triangle of fur between her legs through which could clearly be seen her cunt lips.
"Lovely, let us go in."
Tatarina bent down and picked up her clothes and led him into the kitchen where she saw the water was overflowing from the cupboard. She dropped her clothes on the table and rushed to the sink.
"Excuse me sir, I have a leak, I'll have to empty the bowl."
"Please go ahead don't mind me."
His cock was stiffened by the sight of Tatarina bending over to lift the bowl from the cupboard, revealing the full slit of her sex to him. He sat down on one of the kitchen chairs and watched as she rushed about emptying and mopping the floor, her breasts jiggling about charmingly. Finally it was just under control and she stood once more under his gaze.
"Ah the trials and tribulations we have to suffer."
Just then the front door rang. Tatarina had completely forgotten about the plumber. She went to pick up her clothes, but the officer quickly placed his hand on then and stopped her.