with rings. He lifted up one of her hands and bent at the elbow, lowered the brush behind the back of his head and fastened the bracelet to the ring around his neck. The same fate befell the second hand. Now she was sitting with elbows sticking up, making the shape of the breasts slightly stretched out and the drooping became almost imperceptible. Acne attached to the rings on the nipples and buttocks of the wire and easily stuck in her ass poorly oiled metal bulb with a load. The initial weight was already four kilograms. The quiet buzzing of the electric drive and the platform slowly crawled upward until a relaxed anus began to bulge out, almost dropping the sleeve. The specialist stopped the platform and set the tempo to four seconds, turned on the current. The woman, with a little cry, quickly pulled in the sleeve. The load broke off the floor and the signal stopped. She didn’t know what pace Vitaly set and began to wait for the discharge in the buttocks, holding the load. Exactly four seconds later, the current pierced the buttocks and she relaxed the sphincter, loudly lowering the platform to the floor. Four seconds later, the discharge in the breasts made her squeeze the muscles of the anus again and four kilograms again rose up. She understood the rhythm of the exercise and earned without waiting for the burning discharges in her electrodes. Acne affirmatively nodded, poured some freshly squeezed juice from his mug into the probe and went to his table and began to fill in something in some blanks. Twenty minutes later, he returned to the sweaty woman and gave her five minutes of rest. The next approach lasted ten minutes. In the latter approach, he added another two hundred grams to the platform and made him work at the same pace for five minutes. She got off several times, getting a penalty discharge. But in general, worked well. After another ten minutes of rest, he added another two hundred grams to the platform and made her lift the load and keep in himself for as long as possible. Three minutes later, Irina's body began to feverishly tremble from the effort with which she squeezed the sphincter, trying to keep the slippery pear inside of herself ... The sweaty reddened blink of her face was distorted from tension. After another half-minute load fell. Acne recorded the results in the tablet, unfastened the straps that chained the woman to the platform and slap her ass forcing her to jump to the floor. The guard quickly led Irina into the laundry room, and two more women entered the hall.

The dinner pleased us with a tasty piece of baked salmon with mashed potatoes and, as usual, a vegetable salad with greens. Hot ginger tea finished the meal and after half an hour she stood in the office at the Doctor.

Taking out a gag with a probe and uncorking Irina’s ears, he asked a traditional question:

- How are you feeling?

- Good. Nothing bothers you.

- This is really good. - Kostya's face expressed deep concern and he took a few steps back and forth around the office, - Today there were races ... I must say, you were keeping up pretty well. By the way, you are lucky with the rider. At least for now. Despite his young age, he copes with you quite professionally. It is reasonable, so to speak, to use your strength. From today on you will constantly be this collar and bracelets with loops. It is more convenient than extra clips, belts and all that ...

The doctor thought a little about something of his own, then took some papers from a drawer in the table and, having looked through them, extracted one and for some time carefully studied its contents.

Irina stood shifting from one foot to the other. And silently looked at some medical pictures hanging behind his back. The biological clock made it clear that soon the dream and the eyes involuntarily clouded with some kind of fog.

Kostya returned to the conversation, having read his document to the end:

- Before leaving for the camp, there are a couple of days, but we have a lot of time to catch. Do you have time to relax?

“Not quite, to be honest,” answered Irina quietly.

- Well, what to do, be patient. We gradually increase the amount of slow carbohydrates and beyond doubt, today your endurance is several times higher than on the day when you were brought. Tomorrow we will test you on the bike. Such double buggies, where your place will be behind, and the pilot - in front. Your function is solely pedaling. Visual control over the track is not your business, so you will have a bandage before your eyes. The pilot controls you using the same electric current. Everything is like on the run: got a discharge in the chest - work, in the clitoris - do not work, in the buttocks - slow down ... The control module will read the state of your body through the sensors and supply it with the necessary solutions to ensure maximum performance. A catheter will be inserted into your bladder during the competition. This will avoid unnecessary stops. The main thing is your endurance. Ability to work as long as possible with legs and hands. Yes, you can help your legs with your hands by working with side levers. In a word, you are only the motor of this sport. One-tenth horsepower. The rest is the pilot's concern. Probably, I give you too much unnecessary technical information.

Irina shrugged uncertainly.

“Well, be that as it may, I have already said everything I thought was necessary,” the Doctor said tiredly, taking off his glasses. - Enough for today. Want to say something?

- Yes..

The doctor looked at her in surprise.

- Speak.

- And then everything ... women are all like I got here?

- In a sense, to refine their accounts? Of course not. Some we bought and they are our property. Some of their own husbands rented out. Actually, we also rent you. Only at you. It really is not important. Those we bought also have their own incentive to the result. In short, the world is quite vicious ..

With these words, he plugged the woman’s ears and called the guard.

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13.

Morning, as usual, began with a workout at the stadium. This time all the women were brought to the field, and Semyon deftly controlled the process with a single remote control, switching the control frequency to the desired runner as needed. An hour later, after dinner, Irina was again dressed in tights and taken to the stadium. This time, on the field next to a ponor of the breathing carriages that fell on the grass, there were several unusual carts on four bicycle wheels. Front and rear seats were located. The design of the carts was quite light and simple in appearance and vaguely resembled a horse carriage. In front of the front seat was a dashboard with a steering wheel. The back seat was sunk just below the front one and its back was folded back. Irina Semyon led this seat. As usual, he slapped her ass and she began to sit awkwardly in her place. As always, there was a hole in the center of the seat through which its harness sagged with a connector. Semyon fastened the woman with straps and fastened the bracelets on the two high arms sticking out on both sides of her hips. One of them was looking forward, the other in the opposite direction. Senya's feet fastened to the sandal pedals. Sitting down, he inserted the connector into the velomobile's nest and connected the necessary tubes to each other.

Soon the pilot of this strange buggy in a helmet and a beautiful red suit appeared. He lightly patted Irina on the shoulder and she realized that this was the same rider who was driving her around. Andrei greeted Semyon and bent over the woman. He gently stroked her breasts and deftly sat behind the wheel. Semyon finished with Irina’s ear pulse meter and checked the correctness of the connected tubes again.

“All right, touch,” he finally said to the pilot and he turned on the main switch on the control panel. The dashboard lit up with a variety of light bulbs and indicators.He set the control voltage to average and slightly moved the speed lever forward. At the same moment, Irina, having received a noticeable discharge in her nipples, turned her pedals. Buggy easily moved off and Andrew, taxiing to the runway, switched the speed to the second. The cycle mobile began to pick up speed. Having passed five laps, the pilot has increased turns. The legs of the woman obediently increased the rate of rotation of the pedals and the buggy quickly rustled along the tartan track, cutting the circle for ... Read more →