There's very little smut in this chapter, but hopefully it's still entertaining.
Contains: futa.
"Okay, perfect," the lawyer said. "If you'll just sign here... and initial here...
"...and here... and here...
"...and on this page..."
Mattie signed form after disclaimer after waiver that confirmed she knew exactly what she was getting into. She wasn't stupid; she looked over every page beforehand. Everything seemed to be in order, though her one Intro to Law class only gave her so much insight. She guessed that in an industry as sensitive as this, they had to be very careful about disgruntled employees.
"Then you're all set!" the lawyer said finally, shuffling papers into her briefcase. "Go to the living quarters and find Mrs. Jacobs. She'll arrange your room and handler. Congratulations!"
"Thanks," Mattie said weakly.
The barn wasn't hard to find. She walked to the dorm-like building under the late morning sun, her heart quickening with each step. The half-dozen holstaurs in the common area looked over at her when she pushed open the door; she froze under their curious stares. Seconds of silence ticked by.
"Hi new girl!" a young holstaur on a couch called out, then returned to playing a game on one of the flatscreen TVs.
That broke the spell. The others gave her waves and 'Hello's before a short older woman approached her. The handler was in her late forties, or maybe a fresh-faced fifty, but she had an energetic aura and a warm smile as she clasped Mattie's hand.
"Catherine Jacobs, but everyone calls me Cathy. I oversee the handlers here. Good to meet you."
"I'm Mattie..." Mattie said, and immediately felt stupid.
"I know, we've all been excited to see you," Cathy said briskly, already starting to walk. "Come on, follow me. I'll show you your room."
She trailed in Cathy's wake as the woman strode down the hall, passing another gorgeous holstaur who gave Mattie a disarming smile. She blushed and hurried onwards, joining Cathy in the room marked '22'.
"Lightning tour: bathroom, bed, milking frame, desk, chair," Cathy said, pointing to each. "The suitcases you brought are in the closet. The wifi password is on the desk. You can request things, but unless it's for your health or production, chances are you'll have to buy it yourself. Any questions there?"
"Um... no?"
"Don't be afraid to ask later if you do," Cathy said. "Now, I understand you took a shine to Jake during your interview."
Mattie turned scarlet. "Uh- I- I mean..."
"The boy's got a smile that makes
me
blush," Cathy said, grinning. "No need to play coy. What do you like about him?"
"Well... he's very... kind. He made me feel comfortable, when I was nervous..." She looked down and shuffled her feet. "And he's... handsome..."
Cathy chuckled. "Yes, he's a regular charmer, and a sweetheart to boot. I always get glowing reports."
"Can he be my handler?" Mattie blurted, a fresh wave of heat rising to her cheeks.
"I can't say so just yet," Cathy said. "I'd like you to meet the other handlers at lunch today, get to at least know everybody's names before you make a decision. After that, assuming Jake's alright with it, yes."
Shivery excitement filled Mattie's chest. Her thoughts had had a rather singular focus over the past few weeks. Especially when she was alone, jerking off with her eyes closed and a pump on her breast, her head full of fantasies...
"I'll let you have a moment to yourself," Cathy said. "One of the handlers will come by to scan you, so don't go anywhere just yet. You can get acquainted with everyone soon."
"Scan...?"
"For your chastity cage. They're 3D-printed to fit perfectly, so we need a scan of your penis."
Mattie swallowed hard. Right. She was going to be locked up. By Jake. Her pleasure was going to be under his control...
Her cock twitched in her panties. She desperately hoped it wasn't noticeable.
"Oh, I almost forgot," Cathy said. "Here's a key for your room. The door locks, and so does the closet. I recommend leaving the door open and keeping anything you're worried about in the closet. Issues with personal belongings have been rare, but the peace of mind is nice. I think that's everything... I'll see you at lunch!"
"See you..."
Mattie tucked the key in her pocket and looked around her new home. It was nice, if a little sparsely decorated. The milking frame kept drawing her eye. She sat down on the bed and bounced slightly, finding it pleasantly cushy. The bathroom was tiny and barely held the necessities, but the privacy was totally worth it. Now, for wifi...
She had just finished typing in 'Th3 B4rn' when there was a knock at the door. Mattie put her phone away and gave an unsure, "Come in?"
The slim woman who opened the door was unfamiliar, but she wore the same equipment on her belt as Jake and Cathy had. She also carried a hefty rectangular device under one arm.
"Anna," she said, holding out her free hand. Mattie shook it, eyeing Anna's strange burden.
"I'm Mattie..."
"Yeah, I've heard about you. Cathy wanted me to get you scanned in."
Anna set the device on the desk and unwound a cable to plug into a nearby socket. A few blue lights lit up on top of the machine.
"I'll need one scan of you while you're flaccid and one while you're fully erect," Anna said, pressing some buttons that caused a mechanical whirr.
Mattie stared at her. The reality of what she had to do was suddenly very tangible. She was here now. This... This was her job. She just... had to...
"Come on, step up," Anna said, then glanced over and realized Mattie was frozen. Her impatience immediately turned to concern. "Oh, I'm sorry. This is everyday stuff for me, but I know not everyone is gung-ho about getting naked in front of strangers. I can show you how to work it and then step out, if that'd be better."
Mattie bobbed her head in relief, feeling like she could breathe again. She watched closely as Anna prepped the machine and removed a cover on one end.
"You'll put your whole penis in there - your testicles too - and press this button. Hold as still as you can for about thirty seconds and think about baseball."
"What?" Mattie asked in bewilderment.
"Don't get aroused," Anna translated. "Then for the next scan, do whatever you need to get riled up. Fantasize, jerk off a bit, get yourself totally hard and keep it for another thirty. The scans beep when they're done. Got it?"
She nodded, her face warm. Anna stepped into the hall, closing the door behind her, and Mattie slipped down her pants. Embarrassingly, she was already partially hard. Just being at this place was a turn-on. She took a few deep breaths and stared out the window, letting herself get soft before putting her length through the opening and pressing the button. She wondered about what her mom would think about this job until the device beeped at her. Simple enough. Then...
It was almost too easy. Rubbing her cock, tweaking a nipple, imagining those soft words of encouragement that echoed in her dreams... She was throbbing and rock hard before she knew it. She didn't want to stop, but she rallied her self-control and managed the second scan. Stuffing her cock back inside her pants and hoping she didn't look as flushed as she felt, she opened the door to Anna, who smirked.
"Not so bad, was it? I'll haul this on back and you should have your cage by this evening."
"Okay..."
"When you feel like it, you should go see the other holstaurs," Anna added. "They're excited to meet you."
She took the scanner and left, leaving Mattie alone and riled up. She understood the need for the chastity cages a lot better now. Being told she
couldn't
masturbate was somehow a lot harder to deal with than simply choosing not to. She splashed her face with cold water and took several deliberate breaths before heading down the hall to meet her co-workers.
She walked into the common room with her eyes down. A quick peek showed nobody looking her way, and she glanced around more confidently, taking in the other holstaurs. The young one was still on the couch, intently focused on her game. Four were playing cards together and chatting. A scantily-clad holstaur with flawless caramel skin lounged sideways in a recliner, reading a book. Her dark eyes met Mattie's for a moment before returning to the page.
Mattie took a shaky breath, clutching the edge of her sweater. They were probably all nice. She had nothing to worry about. Just had to... introduce herself.
She sat down next to the holstaur gaming on the couch and cleared her throat. "Um. Hi. I'm Mattie."
"Hi," the holstaur replied shortly. "Sorry. Can't pause this. Gimme a sec."
Mattie looked at the TV. On screen, a knight was swinging a huge sword at a monster, which swung back with an even bigger sword as orchestral music played.
"Come on, come on... roll! No!"
The words 'YOU DIED' appeared on the screen as she threw down her controller irritably and looked at Mattie. The young holstaur's black hair was pulled back in a ponytail that lay between her horns, exposing the acne that dotted the edges of her face.
"Sorry," Mattie said guiltily. "Did I distract you?"
"What? No, no! I'm just... bad." She sighed. "I'm Rose. Hi again."
