Inspection

He stepped back and clapped his hands proudly. "Now: inspection time."

Mr. Stribe pulled a lever under the footrest, which allowed the rest to be separated into two pieces. He winched then back until her legs were at ninety degree angles to one another.

Mr. Stribe stepped back again and pulled a pair of latex gloves from his back pocket. "Time to examine the goods," he grinned.

He stepped between her legs and shoved a single finger into her pussy. He pushed until he couldn't get it any further then wiggled it around. "Hmm," he said thoughtfully, "Warm, wet, and tight. Just what I was looking for." He pulled his finger out and playfully smacked her cunt. She tensed again and he laughed.

Mr. Stribe stepped from between her legs and walked around until he stood next to her head. He held his finger in front of her face. "It would make me very happy if you asked to lick my finger clean," he suggested.

Katie was disgusted. "You pig! Are you serious?"

"Oh yes," Mr. Stribe smiled, "I am very serious."

He gestured to the men. Two of them left the room but returned only moments later with two carts. Each was covered by a white sheet.

Mr. Stribe pointed to the carts. "The one on the right has a reward if you do as I ask, the one on the left has a punishment if you continue to be difficult. Now, what do you want to do?"