By Practicerestraint
Chris led 502 out the door, down the hall, and around a corner. Stopping in front of a double-wide door, he unclipped 502’s wrist restraints.
“Stretch a bit. You may be here for a while.”
After he had loosened up the muscles in his arms and shoulders, 502 put his hands behind his back and Chris secured the restraints. He then opened one of the doors and pulled on 502’s leash. The slave stepped in, quickly stopped in his tracks, and repressed an unpleasant wave of déjà vu.
Looking around, 502 saw a medical facility that reminded him of his earlier experience. He focused on a medical examination table with leather restraints attached. Beyond that, he saw a hospital bed with similar restraints and stirrups; next to it, another hospital bed with Segufix restraints. This bed was occupied, with a slave tightly secured.
“The patrons will be worked up after the milking, and 317 here may be providing them with entertainment.”
