New Job

by Jan Wright

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Storycodes: M/f; bondage; reluct; bdsm: X

New Job
by Jan Wright

I had seen the job advertised and the money was fantastic. I went for the interview and got the job all they were interested in was did I like bondage, they explained they were a company that made bondage gear and they want a full time research assistant. My sole job was to test their bondage gear and for that they would pay me mega bucks.

So here I was my first day not knowing what to expect but very excited knowing I was going to be tied up half the day. The girl in reception welcomed me and took me through to the locker room. Today you will be working in reception she told me and handed me some cloths and told me to get them on.

I opened the bag and found a pair of silky red panties a bra stockings and a garter belt. I felt embarrassed having to dress in front of this girl and I struggled to get the panties on as they were so tight even though they stretched. The bra I thought I would never get on and I was sure it would rip but with help I got it on it was made of satin and very shiny and it wasn't until I got it on that I noticed there were holes for my nipples and metal plates that covered the rest of the nipple.

The girl led me back to reception dressed as I was in my underwear and I felt very embarrassed. She led me over to the display stand in the corner and asked me to sit. She produced a large boot twice the normal size and she proceeded to put both my feet into it and pulled up the leather to my knees. She then laced it up tight so both my feet were bound together in the giant boot.

She told me to kneel on the wooden step on the display and then strapped my legs to the step and then placed a collar around my neck and locked it in place. This was closed followed by cuffs for my wrist which were again locked in place. She locked a chain to one of the wrist cuffs and then pulled my arm up my back towards the neck collar and passed the chain through the collar and brought the other wrist up to match it, she then pulled it really tight and locked it in place.

The main effect of all this was to force my nipples through the whole in the bra and they stood out like organ stops and my tits seemed even bigger than they normally do. The phone rang and she left me to go and answer it. I looked around me and wondered how I had ended up in my undies in a public reception. She returned and noted I had sat down on my legs. "This wont do!" she said, "you must kneel up fully I will have to fix that in a minute."

She produced a spray can and proceeded to spray my nipples with it and then produced a large red ball and forced it into my mouth and strapped it behind my head and locked it in position. 

"All you have to do is kneel there and show off our equipment," she said, "and to make sure you kneel and don't sit I will make it hard for you to sit." Before I knew it she had put a nipple clamp on my left nipple and quickly followed it up with a clamp on my right nipple. I screamed as they bit but only a low grunt came out of the gag. She then attached the clamps to a chain which went over the bar in front of me to a post and she forced me up right and locked them off. "Lets see you sit now!" she said.

Suddenly I was aware of a itching in my tits (that's what the spray was) it started to drive me mad and the only way I could get relief was by pulling back against the clamps, but it was a mixed blessing to far and my nipples hurt. I struggled with this for a long time and it was made worse by the fact that my legs ached and I wanted to sit down. The ball gag was making me drool all over my tits.

What made matters worse was people calmly walking past me as I knelt there in my undies. A couple came in and were invited to wait for there appointment. The man came over and looked at me walking around me and looking at my tits and then my arse. The girl on reception came over and gave him the details of the equipment being used. He commented on how smack able my arse was and the girl then showed him there range of canes and paddles. "Would sir like to try some?" she asked handing him a cane. "This one is very whippy and stings like mad," she said.

I suddenly jumped as my arse was set on fire by the cane and this made me pull on my nipples which hurt even more. Five more times the cane landed and the man then asked if the cane left any marks. The girl pulled back my panties so he could see and all I could do was kneel there mortified.

"I think a paddle would be better," the man said, "one which will make her arse the same colour as her knickers." The girl handed him a paddle and he proceeded to paddle my arse really hard it was all I could do not to cry. He stopped and the girl showed him my arse again. "Good!" he said, "its lovely and red and matches her panties."

He then turn his attention to my bra and asked about its features. The girl went away and came back with a little box with wires and showed him the metal cones inside the bra as she attached the wires to them. These controls send a tiny electrical current she explained and turned the knob. My tits bounced up and down and I tried to get away from the shocks to my tits. To really make it more effective the bra needs to be wet she explained and proceeded to get some ice water from the drinks machine. She tipped the water all over my breasts and suddenly the shocks were ten times worse.

"I am impressed!" the man said, "I could have fun with that I may buy you one Julie." turning to the girl with him who blushed. Just then one of the salesmen came in and took them off into the factory leaving me still tied. I mumbled to the girl that my tits were still being shocked, she realized and stopped the machine and said, "You did very well it will soon be dinner time."

It seemed like long time before the girl came back and told me that it was time for dinner as she realised me from my bondage I managed to get up with difficulty as my leg had gone to sleep. "I will take you to the canteen," she said, "follow me."
I said, "What about my clothes I cant go there like this still in these undies!"
"Don't worry!" she said, "everyone will ignore you and there are lots dressed like you, there is no point in getting dressed you will be undressed again soon enough."

"After dinner you will be in the research block, we don't normal expect you to be on reception all day, we like to give people a change. If you are caned in the morning we try not to cane you in the afternoon. This is Jane you will be with her after dinner." Jane was a blond 5ft 8ins and like myself big breasted. We ate our dinner and it was true no one did look at us and there were
all sorts of strange costumes being worn in the canteen.

"I will show you the research block," she said, "have you got your name down for overtime next week?" she asked.
"I hadn't been told about that," I said.
"Well there is a big party next week and you'll get overtime for it as you will be bound all day with no dinner and will probably be caned till you can't sit down."
By now we had reach the R&D block and we went in.

"Hi girls!" a man said, "we're in room 2b go in and strip I will see you in a minute."
Room 2b was a empty room with a padded floor and nothing else. We stripped naked and waited for the man, he came in with a plastic suit each and told us to put them on. They were transparent and as I put my feet in I saw it had built in plastic socks. I was surprised as it wasn't tight. Pulling it up I suddenly saw plastic knobs in the crotch and were my tits would go, they weren't sharp but would make life interesting.

The suit covered all of my body and only left my head free even the hand were covered in the plastic. The man came over with a tube and a clipboard and came to me first. He looked at the clipboard and then at my suit he made some adjustment to the suit so the spikes were in the right place. It was a strange suit made of lots of pockets all over, the suit had little metal valves
in some places. "Your water." he said to me and attached the tube to a valve below my knee. I suddenly felt the suit filing with freezing cold water not actually inside the suit but in the pockets. Two minutes later and my leg was held in its embrace, he moved on to my thighs and did the same. When he had finished my leg was unmovable it felt like it was in a vice though it didn't hurt. He carried on and did the whole suit and by then the spikes were rubbing my tits and pussy.

He lay me down and checked his board and said, "I will adjust it now." With that he connected the pipe between my legs and water filled that area and forced my legs apart, next he did under my arms and my arms came out at right angles to my body. I was now stuck unable to move any muscle as they were compressed by the water.

He did the same to Jane and then approached us with ball gags which he soon had in our mouths and strapped behind our heads. "Alright girls I will turn the camera on now try your best to escape you only have until home time so get on with it!"
I struggled for hours and got know where, I had to keep stopping as the spikes were bringing me to an orgasm but I was too embarrassed to let it happen knowing I was being watched. The man came back later and released us and it was then time to go home. "See you tomorrow," he said, 'you will be in the fun factory tomorrow." With that I got dressed and went home.

On day two I arrived at work and again was taken to my locker and given a parcel of clothes. The receptionist showed me the chart of what work I would be doing for the week and what clothes I would need which was not normally very much.
Today was similar to yesterday, a tight bra black this time with tight satin panties, stockings and high heel shoes.

I went down to the fun room to start work dressed as I was in my underwear. A man approached me and asked if I was the new girl. I explained I was. "We will start with are new pillory system we have just developed." It was made of stainless steel and not like your normal pillory. The pillory bit was very shiny and attached to poles that came up from the base. He made some adjustments and then I had to put my hands and neck in it, it fitted like a glove and held me ridged with no movement. A thin steel plate was put into place between my legs and lifted up the front poles so I ended up lying on the thin plate.

It was again made of stainless steel and was narrow enough to fit between my tits separating them. At the other end it went between my legs and back to another pole which could be raised or lowered. My feet were loosely chained to the poles.

The man came round to the front with the usual big ball gag and put it in my mouth. He then put a try under my tits which was part of the design and fitted onto the pole and could be adjusted. He undid my bra and pushed it out of the way. He went behind me with another tray and added that near my bum. He the came back with a thick block of ice and put it on the tray directly under my nipples. I lifted my legs and bum as best I could so that my poor nipples didn't rest on the ice.

He went behind me again and I felt ice on my bum from the other tray, I moved away from it only to have my nipples touch the ice. This was what they thought was fun! I was in constant movement either I got frozen tits or a frozen bum. What made the whole thing worse was the ice was melting and running down my bum into the most intimate places. Three men came in who were buyers for a night club chain and laughed at my little dance.

I was just like a specimen to them one pulled my tit to the side and showed the others how firm my nipples were with the cold then looking at my arse he ask how the ice would effect me if I got caned. "That is another fun game," the man said, "I will show you." He replaced the ice under my tits with two separate pieces of ice and then came back with a strange machine like a fan but it had leather strips on it. He put it somewhere behind me after removing the ice from my bum.

Now all we have to do is put these wires to each block of ice he explained and the fun can begin. Nothing happened as I kept my nipples off the ice. "We can wait until she tires and has to let her tits down or we could push her down." By then it became academic as I was aching being on tip toes and had to lower my tits, as soon as I did they hit the ice and I received an electric shock which made me rise very quick but the circuit had been made for a short while and had powered the motor on the fan which whipped my arse.

Which again made me jump even more than normal as my arse was frozen, as soon as I did it all started again I got a shock in my tits and off we went again. They laughed at my predicament even though I got it under control knowing I couldn't control it for long as my muscles would soon give out and it would start all over again. When the men left they turned the machine off but left the ice and until dinner time I tried to keep from getting a frozen nipple.

Then it was dinner time and they released me they were about to get the keys to unlock my ball gag when a man came in and said we had an urgent job for a magazine and did I want to do it as there was extra money in it. I nodded my agreement and tried to grunt yes. "Ok!" he said, "lets get this corset on you." Placing it on my body and quickly going behind me it laced up very tight and my tits were positively squashed up and threatening to pop out. A single sleeve went onto my arms and was soon laced tight. Great the man said some chains for her legs and hurry up.

The chains were soon attached to my legs it was a heavy chain and meant I could only walk slow. The man dragged me along as quick as I could go back towards reception and then out through the main doors. I horror I tried to pull back as I was now in full public view dressed only in underwear. Come on don't worry he said we will soon have you in the car and a few more feet and I was bundled into the car in the back seat. I tried to make myself small as we drove along so no-one would see me. On the way a trucker pulled alongside us and stared at me bound as I was.

Suddenly we pulled up at a Hotel and they got me out I tried to fight it but it was no good, here I was on full public view dressed in panties and stockings and a corset. They pushed me forward towards reception and in doing so made one of my tits pop out, "MMMM!" I said trying to tell them but they didn't care. At reception the girl on the desk didn't bat an eye at my state she told us to go through and pointed to a room.

We entered the room where there a few bound girls having there picture taken. I was taken over to a stand which was simply a bar at waist height fixed to a board. Where waiting a man said get her tied, my feet were soon tied to the bottom of the frame with my legs spread. My arms were attached to a rope and pulled up forcing me to bend over the bar, quickly nipple clamps were put on my nipple and they ran to a hook on the floor.

The man started taking photos of me from all angles the he started barking orders get some rope round the tits to make them stand out. Two men moved in and lassoed my tits with thin rope and tied it tight making me into a massive tit display. The photographer messed with my panties and shouted I want a red arse see to it. A man came over with a paddle and boy did he paddle my arse it was of course made worse as I couldn't move or it would pull my tit clamps. Finally he was satisfied with my red bum, "I can't see it clear through the panties!" This was soon fixed with a glass of cold water which made my panties transparent.

He finished taking his pictures and moved on to the next poor girl. I was left there tied up in case he wanted anymore pictures the men who had brought me sat down and ate some lunch while I grunted through the gag that I wanted some. By now my tits were really aching still tied and full of blood one of the men at last realised this and undid the rope around my tits and then thankfully the nipple clamps. "It will be time to go in a bit," he said, "I would take the gag off but we left the key back at work."

Shortly after I was released from the stand and taken back to the car still bound and in my undies. I was glad to get back to work and get the ball gag out as it had been there a long time. Thankfully it was now time to go home and the end of day two in my new job.