Proctor Black is right

“Yes…” Katelyn couldn’t deny it. It WAS fun. Making love to Guard Williams was an amazing experience, both novel and familiar somehow. I mean, she only just met him today and he seemed to know her so well! He must have been a really rabid fan!

Proctor Black smiled and patted her cheek. “Excellent, I’m glad you agree. The Facility can seem imposing at first, I know. But once you accept that it is all for your benefit, then you can really settle in and enjoy the Process.”

“Thank you, Proctor.”

“Absolutely, K. Are you hungry? I’d imagine so.” Katelyn nodded. Black tapped the tablet and ordered whoever was on the other end to send over a ration.

A few minutes later, a guard led in another woman holding a small bowl of food. But Katelyn wasn’t focused on that. The woman carrying it was maybe the sexiest thing Katelyn had ever seen. She was a shorter woman with dark brown skin and black hair on her head and the landing strip between her legs. Katelyn knew she was Indian, but wasn’t sure how she did. Maybe it was something in her manner? None of that mattered, really. What mattered were those gorgeous tits! Katelyn wanted to pop one of T’s nipples in her mouth immediately. T? Why would she guess that name?

Proctor Black watched Katelyn’s face as T entered, then tapped some comments into the tablet before addressing the new entrant.

“T, feed K her entire ration plus the usual ‘supplement.’ K, you will consume all of it. Understood, both of you?”

“Yes, proctor,” They said in unison. Black and the guard left the two of them alone and the door hissed and locked.

“K, what else have you learned?” T said, sliding up against K and spooning her the porridge, with backward glances to the closed door between each bite.

“Learned?” Katelyn’s confusion was palpable, and T returned it.

“About the facility? I think I’ve got most of the layout down, at least for this floor. I saw stairs heading up so I think we might be in a basement level.”

“Basement level? T, what are you talking about? I just got here. Have we met?"

“What? Yes, we've met!” T looked around then went up on her toes to whisper in Katelyn’s ear. “You’ve been here for weeks!”

“No way, I just went through-”

“That crazy shit with the chair? Katelyn...” She registered the shock on Katelyn’s face. “Yes, I know your name. We’ve talked at least a dozen times. You told me about Deborah and losing your job, losing your apartment, all of that.”

“How can you possibly know that?” Katelyn asked. “I’ve never seen you before in my life. Trust me, I’d remember.” If I had, Katelyn thought, I’d have jilled myself to her pictures daily.

“I think I know what’s happening here. You have to-”

T cut herself off as the door suddenly whizzed open and Proctor Black returned. The blonde sat down behind her desk, observing the pair closely.

“Continue.” She ordered, and T resumed the slow feeding. T’s eyes were wide, she was **** to communicate something to Katelyn, but with Black in the room she dared not try. “Don’t forget K’s ‘supplement’” Black noted, pointing to Katelyn’s crotch. Guard Williams’ cum was leaking out of Katelyn and down her thighs slowly. With an apologetic look, T took the spoon and scooped it off of Katelyn’s leg, mixing it with the gruel before sliding it into Katelyn’s mouth. It actually improved the taste.