Kurt goes to pick up Lena for their date

Kurt stepped into the Marketing department at six sharp, heart beating a little faster than he’d admit. The open-plan office was mostly empty, but the lights in the back corner were still on.

There she was.

Lena was locked into one of the company’s heavy fuck racks — metal frame holding her bent over at the waist, wrists and ankles cuffed wide apart. Her whole body glistened with layers of dried and fresh cum. Bruises bloomed across her ass and thighs, already starting to fade thanks to the enhancements. Two powerful vibrators were taped tight against her — one buzzing mercilessly on her swollen clit, the other buried deep in her ass. She was trembling, moaning nonstop, lost in the endless orgasm loop the pain chip turned every brutal sensation into.

Kurt walked over and quickly unbuckled the restraints. The moment she was free, Lena’s legs nearly gave out. He caught her, holding her steady against his chest.

“God, you look like you’ve been through a war,” he said softly, brushing matted hair from her face.

Lena gave a shaky laugh, still catching her breath. “Marketing… does that sometimes. Just… give me five minutes.”

She disappeared into the nearby bathroom. True to her word, exactly five minutes later she stepped back out — face washed, hair brushed, clothes straightened. The bruises were already gone, her skin smooth and perfect again. Only a faint, satisfied flush remained on her cheeks.

“All better,” she said with a bright smile, looping her arm through his. “The chip and the regeneration from the enhancement **** really do most of the work. Ready for that date, Kurt?”

He smiled back, genuinely happy. “More than ready. Let’s get out of here."