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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.

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 ;)

*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

"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."
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.
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.
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.
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.
To be continued ...

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