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Chapter 14 by brothersammywilson brothersammywilson

What awaits Dr. Anderson on her next adventure?

Logistical Issues, naturally.

Dr. Anderson handed the cab driver a stack of bills and thanked him as he retrieved her bags from the trunk of the car. She was acutely aware of his lingering gaze on her breasts as he accepted the cash, eventually breaking out of his trance to drive off, leaving her at the door of a small regional airport. Prepared to fly, she was dressed casually, in a T-shirt thick enough to conceal the clamps, and a pair of black yoga pants.

Her research had led her to believe that Inanna's artifacts had spread across the middle east when Sumerian culture had transitioned to Akkadian, and then neo-babylonian society. Her best lead took her to modern day Israel, which meant getting on a plane and getting out of the persian gulf.

However, and this was the part she hadn't figured out yet, she would have to somehow get through airport security wearing a bunch of bronze bondage gear without causing a stir. Her thoughts were interrupted by a wave of stimulation from the clamps under her clothing. She leaned against a pillar for support as she rode the wave for what must have been the thousandth time to near orgasm, and then nothing.

Back to her original line of thought, she figured that if she used a small regional airport, she could use a combination of wits, sympathy and expertise to convince them to let her on the plane. If that didn't work, she figured she could bribe them more easily here than in a major airport.

Jessica took her boarding pass and passport to security, where she was greeted by an incredibly beautiful Persian woman. She was shorter, about 5'5", but what she lacked in height she made up for in curves. Jessica unabashedly noted as she stared at the woman's massive breasts barely contained in her blue blouse that she was at least a D-cup. Her shoulder length black hair was pulled tightly back in a ponytail, but brought her beautiful face, with light brown skin, into better view.

"All metallic objects in the bin, madam" the woman said, all business.

"About that", Jessica replied, and gestured to the bronze collar "I can't take this off"

"I'm sorry madam, you are required to remove all jewelry to pass through security "

"I'm sorry, but you don't understand, I can't get it off. It's stuck. Part of the reason I'm flying is to go see a surgeon about it" Jessica lied through her teeth.

"If that's the case, madam" the persian woman replied, undeterred, "you will have to submit to secondary inspection" she paused for a moment confused as Jessica's body involuntarily shuddered at the words "submit" and "inspection". "Follow me" and motioning to a male colleague to join her, led Jessica to a secondary room.

The reason Jessica shuddered was that the collar had began to hum, and the clamps were more active than ever.

Does Jessica pass inspection?

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