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Stella sat on the cold chair completing the paperwork. At first, it seemed like nothing more than a doctor’s visit, with simple questions about her medical history, size and weight, and similar.

She raced through it, quickly initialing each page at the bottom. Somehow, despite this feeling like something out of a horror/porn hybrid, she was racing with anticipation and couldn’t wait to begin.

As she turned each page, she began going faster and faster. She finally hit what appeared to be the last document. At first glance it was a privacy policy about her information and contract for their services, so Stella quickly found the signature page and signed herself away.

She hadn’t taken more than 5 seconds to glance at more than the first page, which she’d soon find was a big mistake. Though her contract started as a simple information privacy policy, it then went into her surrendering herself for a minimum of 6 months, maximum of 100 years, at the sole discretion of the Slave Training Center.

Not only did it give them the exclusive rights to her body, but that also meant they now owned her and had every right to train her, modify her, and even sell her. Stella had missed every part of this in her horny race to an orgasm.

Stella quickly approached the desk again, smiling as she turned in the clipboard. The woman took it and slowly reviewed the bottoms of each page for signatures, smiling when she discovered the last one.

“Good girl,” she spoke up softly as she set a bag and a bin on the top of the desk, “please place your belongings in here and once ready, kneel in the yellow square on the floor there.”

Stella was shocked when she looked down to read the labels, the bag was labeled for her identifications. The bin was labeled for clothing. Was she actually expected to strip right here in front of this woman?

She took her time sliding her birth certificate and ID into the bag before sealing it. Then slowly removed her shoes first. The woman was completely ignoring her, as if it was just another day at work, when finally she must have sensed the delay, “don’t worry, the door is locked, the only person coming in here besides us will be the doctor.”

Stella sighed and tried not to think about how awkward the situation was, and slowly began to undress. She was being driven purely by sexual instinct at this point.

She placed all the clothes in the bin and passed what was essentially her life to the woman.

Stella turned and slowly walked towards the square painted on the floor, kneeling down and squatting there waiting. She had never felt so vulnerable, yet at the same time she was already hornier than she’d ever been before.

After a couple minutes, she heard a beep and a door opened as a man in a white coat walked over. Stella assumed he was the doctor, but still felt incredibly strange kneeling in front of him.

“What do we have here,” he cleverly inquired. The receptionist was quick to speak up, “here’s the file, #3571, ready for inspection, pay special attention to page 3.”

Stella’s mind began wondering immediately, she couldn’t recall page 3 but before she could even try to remember it the doctor took her arm and walked her back through the door, scanning his badge to pass through it.

As they entered the exam room, Stella somehow felt relieved. It appeared to be a normal medical room, with some cabinets, shelves, a few mirrors, and a large chair, similar to a gynecologists.

Her feet slowly moved across the cold concrete floor as she approached the chair. “Please, climb in and have a seat so we can begin,” the doctor instructed.

Stella sat back in the chair and slowly placed her legs into the stirrups. She felt exposed and embarrassed in front of the man, but somehow she was still wetter than she’d ever been before.

“Great,” the doctor commented as he began shuffling around in a couple drawers, “now I’m going to put a few straps on you for your safety and mine, but don’t worry, I will be explaining everything as I go.”

Stella felt nervous, wondering why the doctor would need to secure her to the chair. He slowly began to strap each limb in and secure her to the chair.

“Now, it’s important for you to understand that while you’re here you will be known as #3571 unless assigned otherwise. I’ll be performing a small series of tests to determine how accurate some of the information you supplied is.”
Stella was confused but let him begin. It started as a simple visual inspection. He looked closely at her mouth, feet, breasts, etc. He made a few notations as he went but overall was quiet until he got further down.

He spoke up, quickly breaking the silence, “a bit excited are we?” Stella was immediately filled with embarrassment, clearly the doctor could tell she was a bit wet from all the excitement.

“Sorry, I’ve just never done anything like this,” Stella slowly responded.

“Like what?” The doctor was clearly egging her on for more embarrassment.

“Well… any of this, I’ve never even been naked in front of a guy before.”

The doctor stopped in his tracks and referenced back at his clipboard, “you’re a virgin #3571?”

“Yes sir, I am, is that alright?”

The doctor smiled back at her, “yes of course, it’s better than alright, that’s invaluable around here. ”He set the clipboard down and stood up quickly, “give me one moment.”

He left the room, leaving Stella spread out and exposed. All she wanted to do was rub her clit, but she clearly wasn’t intended to be going anywhere without the doctor's permission.

The door beeped as the doctor returned with another gentleman. He wasn’t wearing a coat, but he was certainly not dressed down.

The man picked up the clipboard and reviewed the notes while Stella waited patiently in humiliation.

“#3571 correct?” He addressed her as if she was nothing but an object.

“Yes sir, that is correct.” Stella felt silly speaking like this, but if it meant she’d excel here then she was willing to do it.

“Good,” the new man said again, “Is this true that you’re a virgin?”

“Yes sir.” Stella was shocked at their fascination, but certainly didn’t dislike the extra attention.

“Have you had any penetration anywhere?” The man seemed persistent.

“No sir, I’ve never been with a man or had any toys. I grew up in a very conservative house. Though I masturbated daily, I’ve only ever rubbed my clit with my hands.” Stella was suddenly feeling proud, like she had achieved something. As if a 20 year old virgin was some fairy tale.

“Doctor,” the man turned to give new instructions, “#3571 is to forgo all Stage 4 inspections. We’d hate to ruin her streak,” he smiled walking back towards the door.

The man turned before leaving, “I want her passed and in holding while I confirm a few things, then we’ll likely move her straight to Conditioning A.”

Stella’s mind was racing… What did all these codes mean she wondered to herself as the doctor picked up the clipboard and began writing notes again.

He finished some simple tests no different than a physical in silence, leaving Stella even more eager to know what was coming next.

As he began to unstrap #3571, he allowed her to sit up and slowly move again, but only momentarily.

“Please kneel,” the doctor ordered, “You’ve passed initial inspections and will be waiting in holding until my boss is back, don’t worry though, this sounds like a good thing.”

She was confused but smiled at the strange compliment, she cooperated as the doctor pulled her hands behind her back and slowly secured them with zip ties.

Suddenly, darkness was thrust upon her as a hood went over her head. She wanted to scream but figured she was more vulnerable now that she was zip tied and trapped in this room, and didn’t want to ruin any of the gains she’d acquired from being a virgin.

She was led through a door on all fours and into a small cage. Once inside, the doctor pulled her bound hands up and clipped them to a hook at the top, completely immobilizing her and forcing her into a face down, ass up position.

He secured the door and hung the clipboard on the outside. Stella had been reduced to nothing more than a set of holes behind a locked cage door and the number #3571 on the clipboard above. There she waited, exposed and in darkness, for whatever was about to happen next.

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