Debbie's job interview.  Part (1/?) (F, bond, light)

By Molly S

Copyright (c) Molly S.  This story may be distributed

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Comments welcome, let me know if you want more!

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    F, bond, light

    It contains material that some people may find

    offensive.

    This work is a piece of fiction.  The author

    does not condone any of the actions herein.

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Debbie came in IRC one day trolling.  I decided to

find out a bit more and got this fantasy.  I'm not sure

if Debbie was genuine or not but whatever the case I

thought it would make a story.

Debbie, sorry for nicking your idea without asking you

(don't you just feel so used!).  I don't know how to

contact you.  If you e-mail me, I'm sure I can think

of some way to make it up to you ;)

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*debbie* My fantasy--->

*debbie* I go to a job interview as a "products tester"

  and it turns out to be testing bondage gear including

  punishment devices like exercise equipment etc.

*debbie* What makes me heaps excited is that I don't

  get forced but bribed and tricked with things like

  fake pics of my friends doing it and pics of it in a

  classy magazine (faked)

*debbie* I have to "test" things like

*debbie* -clamps in all different places

*debbie* -latex suits

*debbie* -long patent leather boots and gloves

*debbie* -breast bondage devices including suction

*debbie* -gags

*debbie* -anal items

*debbie* -vagina items

*debbie* -forced feeding through a gag

*debbie* but it all has to be done like a proper

  interview not "now I have you" sort of thing, I am

  naive.  And I always have choices, like 1.gag 2.

  breast suction or 3.butt plug testing.

*debbie* I am excited about latex suits with

  removable panels and devices placed on my body,

  but always with a good reason to do it, testing

  etc.

*debbie* I am 18 years old 5'8" slim 62kg long

  blonde hair green eyes dd cup bra

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"Hold all my calls Ann.  Thank you."

Sean poured himself a fresh cup of coffee took off his

jacket and loosened his tie.  He rotated round in his

executive leather chair and put his feet up on the

window still of his corner office.  It had been a busy

morning of staff meetings, meetings with customers

and meetings about meetings.  He relaxed a bit and

mulled over a CV.  He picked up the phone and called

Sara.

"Hi Sara, just wanted to touch base with you about the

Debbie Larson CV.  Yes.  I just read it.  No.  Sure.

I thought that experience was especially relevant.  I'd

definatly agree with you there.  We should get her in

for an interview.  Great.  Tuesday morning sound good?

Excellent, I'll get Amy to arrange it.  Laters."

"Amy, get Debbie Larson in Tuesday A.M. and tell Frank

to find out everything we can about her.  Cheers."

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The KSD Enterprises building in London's docklands was

very impressive.  Debbie looked up at the high rise

glass fronted building with a sense of awe.  She

watched some people leaving the building and wondered

what they did.  She realized that she didn't actually

know very much about KSD.  She didn't know what

services they provided or what products they

manufactured, except that they needed a products

tester and that was her dream career.

She had been given the lead by her best friend Claire

who worked at KSD as a office administrator and Claire

had always been strangly cagey about what they did.

However, she always seemed strangly eager to go to work

so that was a very good sign.

Debbie entered the building and went through to

reception.

"Hi, I'm Debbie Larson.  I'm here for an interview at

ten."

"Ah yes Miss Larson, we've been expecting you.  I'll

let Mr Adams know you're here.  If you could sign in

here and I'll print your visitors pass."

Debbie signed her name the book while the receiptionst

printed out a pass.  The receptionist handed her a

strange looking item of clothing.  It looked like a

corset.  Debbie gave the receptionst a strange look.

"It's just a piece of saftey clothing."

"Why do I have to wear it?"

"You'll be visiting the products testing area during

your interview and that is needed to comply with health

and saftey regulations.  Don't worry the area is quite

safe, it's just a precaution.  There is a changing

booth in the ladies room, just go down the hall and

it's on the left."

Debbie stood for a minute looking at the rather unusual

corset thinking it must be some kind of joke but the

receptionist looked like she didn't think anything out

of the ordinary about it so it must have been OK.

Debbie headed for the ladies room.

Debbie slipped out of her smart business suit and spun

the saftey corset round working out which way it should

go.  She had never touched, much less put on a corset

before.  It seemed to be made of a very thin material

like latex.  She realized that it wouldn't show

through her business suit except for some strange

attachments sewn in.  She wondered what sort of dangers

it would be protecting her from.

She slipped the corset on snapped on the catches.  She

noticed the devices sewn in lined up with her crotch

and nipples.  Debbie started to worry and thought

about taking the thing off.  It was then she realized

that there was no obvious way to undo the catches.

Thinking that they'd tell her how to undo them later

she got dressed and went back to reception.  The

receptionist was grinning inanely at her.

"Good, Miss Larson."  Debbie sensed the receptionist

had taken a more superior tone with her.  "Mr. Adams is

delayed in a meeting for ten minutes.  The hospitality

area is on the 30th floor, you can go there to keep

yourself entertained while you wait.  Your saftey suit

contains a pager.  It will vibrate when Mr. Adams is

ready for you, his office is on the top floor.  Lifts

are down the hall."

Debbie smiled at the receptionist and headed for the

lifts.  After a rather long wait the lift door opened.

Debbie was suprised to find KSD Enterprises had lift

attendants.

"Which floor would you like maam?"

"I'm going to the hospitality area on the 30th floor."

"Right you are maam.  Lifts are running a bit slow

today maam but don't worry."  The doors closed.

"Maam, I've noticed your saftey suit is not quite on

right.  Let me help you adjust it."

Debbie took a step back and felt a sense of panic as

the lift attendant put out his hands towards here.

"It's OK maam, don't worry I'm trained to do this.  The

saftey suit must be adjusted to give you proper

protection."

Well, it sounded like a plausible explanation so she

let the attendant turn her around and he stood behind

her back and reached around.  He started picking at

the top of the corset just above her breasts adjusting

the way it sat.  Debbie noticed the elevator was indeed

quite slow and after what seemed like a half a minute

they were still only passing the 5th floor.

Debbie was about to stop the attendant after he'd been

fiddling for what must have been over a minute.

"Oh dear maam.  They seem to have given you the wrong

size.  That will never to.  It won't be right

otherwise."

Debbie was kinda disheartened at having to go spend

another few minutes in the lift getting back down to

reception, getting redressed and going up with the

sleazy lift attendant again.

"Listen it's OK, I know how I can solve this without

you getting another suit.  I can just jiggle you a bit

and make the suit fit."

Debbie's eyes with wide with astonishment.  He was

going to do _what_ ?  She was about to slap the lift

attendant when he pulled out a his wallet and showed

her a card.  It said 'licensed saftey suit adjustor'.

She was rather astoninshed and in her bewilderment just

stood there while the lift attendant took her full

breasts in his hands and bounced them up and down for

the rest of the ride.

"Thirtieth floor maam."

The doors opened and the lift person just stood there

in his lift person uniform looking just like everything

was normal.  Debbie walked slowly to the hospitaility

area trying to comprehend what was happening.

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Debbie entered the hospitality room.  The girl at the

hospitality reception jumped up to intercept her.

"Hi there, are you a visitor?  You don't have your

visitors pass on."

"Oh yes."  The saftey suit had distracted Debbie and

she forget that the girl at the main reception hadn't

given her a pass.  "I forget to take one."

"Don't worry," chirped the girl, "I can give you one

here."

The receptionist girl hapilly skipped back to her

desk and brought out a studded leather collar.  She

skipped back to where Debbie stood and started to put

the collar on her.

"What the hell is that!" she exclaimed.

"It's a visitors pass.  It just a security device that

lets you in parts of the building with the security

guards being alerted."

"But, but, but it's a dogs collar!"

"Oh we're just trying these out.  They're more

fashionable then the boring old security tags and

easier to see."

"That just doesn't seem right."

The receptionist pointed over to another couple of

people across the room who clearly looked like visitors

coming for a business meeting and they too were wearing

the same visitors passes.

Debbie thought about leaving but figured she needed the

job and the collar wasn't that freaky.  She nodded 'OK'

and let the hospitality girl put the collar around her

neck.

"Make yourself at home here, we've tried to create a

pleasant environment where our guests can relax.

There are plenty of things to keep you entertained

while you wait.  I'm your hostess for today.  If there

is _anything you need please don't hesitate to ask."

Debbie frowned at the way the girl had said 'anything'

wondering if she had put some hidden meaning behind it.

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The hospitality room was a large area in the corner

of the tall skyscraper.  The walls were made of glass

and it was possible to see out over the city.  A few

half cubicles were placed around the outside and a

number of activity tables.  There was a bar and snack

shop on one side and tables and chairs in the center.

Debbie went over to the bar to get a drink to calm her

nerves.

"I'll have a large gin and tonic, please."

The waiter quickly mixed her drink and poured it into

a funny looking device before placing it in front of

her.

"What's that strange thing?" asked Debbie.

"It's a new type of cup.  We'll all be using them one

day.  There's no spillage and it leaves both your hands

free to have other things done to th... err to do

other things."

Debbie frowned at the barman.

"Here I'll show you."  The barman took another 'cup'

and filled it with water.  "Musn't be drinking on the

job eh?" he winked.  The device consisted of a

cylindrical canister which held the drink.  A tube

extended from the lid and ended in a rubber ball with

straps on.

The barman put the rubber ball in his mouth and tied

the straps behind his head.  He pushed a button on the

canister and stood there smiling at Debbie drinking his

water.  He waved his hands around showing that indeed

he had use of both of his hands.

Debbie looked at the barman and although he looked

kinda ridiculous she could see some advantage in the

new type of cup.  She remembered all those times she

when she was studying at university and she could have

been writing notes instead of having to pick her mug

up for a drink.  She remembered all those times when

she wanted some liquid refreshment while having sex.

The barman had drunk all the water and started going

about his business still with the cup attached.

Debbie inserted the rubber ball into her mouth and

did the straps up.  She nervously pressed the button

on the canister.  As the button pressed down she heard

a click on the straps behind her head and the locked

shut.  Next the rubber ball started to inflate sealing

it into her mouth.

Then the liquid started pumping into her mouth.  At

first Debbie didn't want to drink.  It felt so weird.

She realized there was nothing she could do about it so

she swallowed the liquid.  The gin and tonic was being

pumped into her mouth at a managable slow, but firm

rate.  She couldn't do anything to stop the liquid or

speed it up.

After half the canister had emptied Debbie felt she

had enough, but the canister kept pumping.  Debbie

fought to contol her gag reflex as the liquid was

pumped down her throat.  Her face turned red and she

caught the barmans attention pleading with her eyes for

help.  The barman just smiled.

When Debbie had drunk all her drink the rubber ball

deflated and the straps unclipped.  She was glad to

get the 'cup' off her.  She looked for the barman to

complain to him, but he was gone.

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Debbie sat down at one of the tables for a minute to

recover from the drink.  Just as she had regianed her

composure Debbies's pager went off.  The pager was

built into the saftey suit.  The device was sewn into

the gusset of the corset and pressed up against her

clit.

Debbie jumped up in fright at her crotch being

violated and entertained the hospitality staff by

dancing round while trying to bat away the pager.  The

first girl came back and explained that it was the

pager and it was time for her interview.  Debbie

felt more relaxed now that she there was a proper

explanation of what was happening.  The pager had

stopped anyway.

Debbie sat down to catch her breath.  The hospitality

girl went back to her desk.  Debbie headed for the

lift.

She was alone again with the lift attendant but this

time he ignored her.  She stood away at the back of

the lift and he stood at the front, facing the door.

The pager went off again.

Debbie tried to stand still but the vibrations with

working their magic on her clit and she started to

squirm around.  She noticed the lift was going up far

too slowly.  They had only gone up 2 floors and there

were 25 more to go.

She squirmed to try and get away from the vibrating

pager but it was no use.  She wondered if the lift

attendant had noticed.  After another couple of floors

Debbie decided to stand still incase the lift man

noticed her fidgeting.

After a few more floors Debbie noticed she was getting

very wet and she was sure the lift man could smell

something was up.  Her face was becoming flushed and

she desperatly needed to get out of the lift.

Fortunatly the lift only took 3 minutes to reach the

top floor and by then Debbie was only slightly a mess.

Her hair was sweaty and she worried about making a

damp patch when she sat down.

Debbie was relieved to get out when Ann, Mr Adams

personal assisstant came out to meet her.

"Hello Mr Larson, welcome.  I'm Ann, Mr Adamas

assistant.  Mr Adams is ready to see you.  Please

take your shoes off.  We are just like the Japanese

here and wear indoor shoes inside."

Debbie removed her shoes and Ann handed her a pair of

rubber slippers.  She put them on and buckled them

up.  She noticed the catches on them were the same as

the ones on her saftey corset and she couldn't remove

them either.

Debbie was shown through to Sean's office.

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                  To be continued ...

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             DEBBIE'S JOB INTERVIEW PART 1

                         CAST                           

               (in order of appearance)

                      Sean  JOE

                       Ann  Carol

                    Debbie  REBECA

              Receptionist  SARA

            Lift attendant  LOU

          Hospitality girl  CANDICE

                         AUTHOR

                   (c) 2002 MOLLY S

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