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Tracey and Tyrone by Katie Smith

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Tracey and Tyrone
By Katie Smith

Tracey was beginning to wonder if the young nurse had actually had any kind of medical training at all. Ever since she had arrived at the new medical building the young blonde nurse had been doing her best bimbo impression and she was very good at it! She was now trying to extract some blood from Tracey's arm in such a haphazard way that Tracey had already squealed in pain a few times from the nurses inept jabbing at her with the needle.

“Sorry about this, she giggled at Tracey, “I've not managed to get the hang of working with needles yet.”

Tracey just gritted her teeth and smiled sweetly at the nurse as she finally managed to push the needle into a vein. Looking quickly away from the syringe Tracey looked at the wall feeling a bit giddy.

Given a choice she wouldn't be here at all but with her recent promotion at work she would have to make several overseas trips every year and that meant having a full medical to let the company bosses know that she was a fit and healthy young girl. Tracey knew she was indeed fit and healthy but there was one potential blot on her scrupulously clean medical history. A few years ago while she had been at college she had twice smoked a joint. Now okay in the grand schemebe of things that was hardly a major crime, she had even been sharing the joints with her boyfriend at the time, it had been his idea in the first place, but still this troubled Tracey. The reason it troubled her was simple, as part of the promotion depended on her passing the company medical and that company medical insisted on her body being completely free of any trace of recreational drugs. Now Tracey wasn't stupid, she knew that two joints four years ago was probably not going to show up on any test they did now, but …..... what if? She had spent two nights worrying herself to sleep about the possibility that there may be just the slightest chance that today's ultra modern tests could indeed pick up on something that insignificant, she certainly didn't want to blow this promotion and sizeable wage increase over something so silly. In the end she had to know and she found herself asking of all people John Chambers one lunch time when they happened to be in the coffee room at the same time. Normally Tracey didn't mix with John at all, he was a new employee at the company and the story was he had only got the job because his father headed up a different section of the company, an even bigger rumour was that he only kept the job because of his fathers position!

John was rude and arrogant when he had nothing to be arrogant about Tracey thought and she had tried to avoid as much contact with him as possible in the few months he had worked in her building. That morning however she had entered the coffee room on her way to her office and had over heard John talking to another girl about getting a drugs test for a new job and how it was always a good idea to get herself test and as Tracey had listened in John had given the girl the name and number of a clinic he knew that specialised in that sort of test.

“Don't worry Hun, if you've got something to hide they will find it and cover it up so deep for you nobody would ever find any traces of it.”

Tracey was instantly interested and as soon as the other girl left gratefully holding a piece of paper to her chest with the clinics number on it she had as causally as possible started chatting to John about what she had heard. She had tried to be discreet and pretend it was for someone else etc but she knew that John knew what she was really telling him but she didn't care because she too left that room with a piece of paper with the clinics number clasped to her chest.

A week later she had driven up to the clinic building and announced herself to the receptionist. The clinic was situated in a rather rough part of town, certainly not a part that Tracey would normally visit and the twenty minute wait in the less than spotlessly clean waiting are was more than uncomfortable for Tracey. The other dozen or so people waiting were on the face of it down and outs who looked at the smartly dressed business woman sitting amongst them with either thinly disguised distrust, lust or jeaoulsy. One very scruffily dressed man had even sat beside her and casually placed his hand on her leg and started stroking it up and down. Tracey had been mortified and sat there looking around for someone to come and help her but the other people waiting were looking at her with amusement on their faces until in the end Tracey had stood up and moved to a chair a few places away.

“Stuck up bitch” she had heard one of the waiting woman mutter and Tracey had been too scared to say anything back, instead opting to sit looking at the floor hoping they were going to call her name next.

A younger girl came and sat down beside Tracey a few minutes later, she couldn't of been any older than eighteen and even though Tracey was no expert she could see that the girl was a junkie and even though she tried not to make it obvious she moved in her seat slightly so she was an inch further away from her. She had only been sitting there a few minutes when a large black man had come in and sat beside the young girl,

“comon girl we haven't got time to be sitting around here, I need you out there making money.”

Tracey could see that the girl looked intimated by the man and she wasn't surprised, he was at least 6 foot 2 and built like he could take on Mike Tyson and win!

“I'm sorry baby, I just need a fix and you know they don't charge anything here and it's good stuff, will last a week.” the girl said nervously looking at the man's feet.

“Well it better and you be sure I'm going to make you earn what you miss while we wait here.” he said angrily.

Tracey couldn't believe what she was hearing, the man was obviously the poor girls pimp, not a very happy pimp either and and girl looked very scared of him and yet nobody was saying a thing, or even looking as if anything was out of the ordinary here. Tracey had never even seen a prostitute before let alone a pimp and the whole scene shocked her. What happened next shocked her even more.

“She working now?” said the old man who had stroked Tracey's leg suddenly said to the pimp who looked at him for a second before smiling.

“Sure she is old man, you want a piece?'”

“Sure do, haven't got much money though.”

“That's okay, I'm sure she can sort you out.” the pimp laughed before turning to the hooker and nodding at her to get up and go with the old man. She looked unhappy but knew better than to argue and to Tracey's astonishment she saw her gingerly place her arm around the old man's waist and lead him off to the toilets at the end of the corridor.

Again Tracey couldn't believe that nobody seemed phased by this at all and she looked around to see if there was a security guard or somebody else at all that could help but she saw nobody. She was debating whether to get up and go and have a word with the receptionist when suddenly the blonde bimbo nurse had appeared and called her name. Rather embarrassed as everyone looked at her as she stood she was even more embarrassed when the nurse turned to the pimp sitting beasise Tracey and giggled,
“Oh Hi Tyrone, got a new one I see, don't worry I'll have her fixed up and back out here for you in no time.”

“oh I'm not with h..” Tracey had started to say before the nurse took her arm and pulled her along with her saying, “Come on Missy, time is money.”

Before Tracey could try and explain again that she certainly wasn't with the black pimp she had been pulled a few yards down the corridor and rather roughly pushed into a small examination room where she was told in no uncertain terms to get undressed and sit herself up on the table before the nurse left the room.

Not understanding how the stupid nurse oulde believe that a smartly dressed businesswomen like Tracey could be there with a rough as shit black pimp like Tyrone she never the less started to undress deciding that she would sort it out once the nurse got back. She looked around for a gown to put on but not seeing anything she shrugged and took off her blouse and skirt and stockings and folded them nicely before putting them on a chair and then popping herself up on the examination table in just her bra and panties feeling more than a bit self conscious.

The door suddenly opened and the nurse came in and took one look at her and giggled,

“Come on underwear off as well, I'm surprised Tyrone even lets you wear any.”

Taking a deep breath Tracey said as forcefully as she could,

“I am not with that Tyrone, I am here for a drugs test.”

The nurse looked at her slightly startled by her tone of voice and for a second Tracey thought she had got through to her before the nurse said,

“You don't have to be embarrassed you know, I see all of Tyrone's girls, it dosent worry me what you do for a living, now get that bra and panties off.”

Tracey could scream! But to her surprise the nurse suddenly grabbed at her bra straps and started pulling them off her shoulders. Instinctively Tracey started to struggle and for a few seconds both girls were fighting to gain control of the bra straps before the nurse suddenly stepped back and snapped at Tracey,

“Okay you stupid little girl I'm going to get Tyrone in here to teach you some manners.”

Being called a stupid little girl by a bimbo was enough to make Tracey even angrier at the way she was being treated and she was about to snap back but she suddenly realised that the last thing she wanted was the nurse going and getting that brute of a pimp, maybe it might be better and easier if she just played along for the time being, the faster she could get out of this hell hole the better!

“Oh don't do that Miss.” Tracey simpered as meekly as she could and hating herself for it.

“Well get that underwear off this instant.” the nurse retorted and this time Tracey was quick to oblige and within seconds she was standing completely naked in front of the nurse.

Even though it was another girl she was standing in front of it didn't make it any less embarrassing for Tracey and to make it worse the nurse giggled and said,

“That Tyrone always knows how to pick the hotties.”

Then to Tracey's dismay she snatched up the discarded bra and panties and gave a little laugh as she said she was just going to go and get some equipment and holding up Tracey's underwear she said,

“I'll give these to Tyrone as well, he will probably throw them away for you.”

Again Tracey was about to say something but the sudden thought of the nurse calling Tyrone into the room was enough to make her bite her tongue and instead she just nodded her head as the nurse left the room.

Sitting on the table now completely naked Tracey felt completely dejected, how the hell had she gotten into this mess, she could just imagine the surprise on the big pimps face when the stupid nurse handed him her bra and panties! God knows what he would think, the quicker she got this stupid test done the better!

After a few minutes the nurse returned smiling and carrying a syringe and phials of clear liquid which Tracey though asking about but then decided that she just wanted the nurse to do what she had to do as fast as possible so she could get out of there!

“Okay lay back on the table sweetie and we'll soon get you fixed up.” the nurse said.

Being called sweetie by this little airhead did not make Tracey feel any calmer and as she laid back on the table she felt even more vulnerable but she grinned and bared it, literally!

Then came the fiasco with the needle, although Tracey couldn't really see what was going on from her prone position she could certainly feel the nurses clumsy attempts at getting needle into her and when she finally managed it Tracey let out a sigh of relief.

“Good girl,” the nurse giggled, “ that wasn't so bad was it, now lets get you all happy.”

Being patronised like that it was all Tracey could do to stop herself leaping off the bed and ripping the needle out of her arm and stabbing the nurse to death with it but she managed to calm herself and laid still as she felt pressure on the needle and tube in her arm, at least something was happening she thought to herself.

A few minutes later there was a knock at the door and without waiting for an answer it opened and a woman stood there looking down at the naked Tracey smiling at her before she turned to the nurse,

“Tyrone is getting a bit impatient out there, how much longer is she going to be?”

“Almost finished,”the nurse replied, send him in if you want, we wont be long now.”

The door shut again and Tracey suddenly thought to herself that maybe she didn't want Tyrone to come in and wait with her, or did she? Wasn't there something about him that she didn't like, Oh she was being silly, of course he could come in and wait for her to be finished, she was sure he was a nice man after all.

The door opened again and she smiled up at the big black man and she liked the way he was smiling down at her, perhaps she should have had some clothes on, or maybe not, maybe he liked her better without any clothes on, that made her giggle.

“She the one you gave me the underwear from?” Tyrone said to the nurse, his eyes never leaving the naked Tracey.

“Yes, she is yours isn't she?”

What' oh yea of course she is, picked her up new this morning.” he chuckled.

“Oh good, I thought I might of made a mistake like last time and given you another girl by mistake like last time I gave you that lawyer.” the nurse giggled.

“Don't worry,” Tyrone laughed heartily,”anyway she's earning me good money now.”

“Oh that's good at least I didn't screw up completely ” the nurse giggled, 'I gave this one an extra big shot as she was a bit feisty with me earlier, she'll be fixed up for a good ten days, she'll be a good little girl for you.” she laughed patting Tracey's smiling cheek.

“Thanks,” Tyrone laughed as he started to bundle the slightly comatose Tracey up into his arms.

“You taking her out naked?” the nurse laughed.

“Sure, my car is just outside.” Tyrone smiled lifting Tracey easily over his shoulder so that her bare bottom was facing the laughing nurse.

“How about her clothes and bag?”

“You got a furnace here, throw them in there, she don't need them where she's going” Tyrone laughed and with a slap on Tracey's ass he carried out the door
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When's part two coming in? Very good read.

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Andrewdark wrote: Sat Mar 28, 2020 8:31 am When's part two coming in? Very good read.

Unfortunately, Katie Smith has decided not to post any more of her stories here because of the lack of feedback. If you want to read more you will need to visit her Google group.

You can email her through the member list: memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&u=245 and ask for an invite to her group.
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That's the whole story.
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In my archives, I have the story above. I've also got a second story named Tracey and Tyrone - Version 2 by Katie Smith. It's not a second chapter - more of a re-write or re-tread of the same general theme.

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Tracey and Tyrone - Version 2

- Katie Smith - Tracey Yahoo

Tracey looked around the waiting room and groaned, it was packed!

She hadn't wanted to come to the clinic anyway but the stupid government had brought in a new law saying that all girls between eighteen and thirty had to be graded and her letter with the appointment had landed on her doormat a week later and so here she was.

She had no real idea how she was going to be graded but the letter had kinda made it clear that it was mainly based on physical attractiveness, basically the prettier you were the higher your score! You had to have a good body to go with the pretty face but if you had both of those you were graded higher than a fat ugly girl.

A year or so this would have been outrageous but times had changed since then and girls, especially girls in Tracey's age range were treated very differently. A new government had been elected and a lot of their new laws seemed to be designed to making life a lot harder for young females. Apparently most of the country was fed up with your girls getting pregnant and immediately being given a council flat and then live off of benefits for the rest of their lives.

Therefore the new government changed a lot of rules starting with the fact that pregnant or not young girls no longer received state housing or any benefits at all. Basically if you got yourself pregnant it was your responsibility to look after the baby, the government certainly wasn't going to give you any money for it!

This proved to be a very popular move with the masses and so the government took it further and declared that all females under thirty would no longer receive any state benefits, regardless of whether they were pregnant or not, they simply got no state hand-outs.

That included any student loans etc. for universities or colleges and that had the immediate effect of all girls dropping out of further education as they simply couldn't afford to go to universities any more. All further education schools became all male piratically overnight. Even girls who had rich parents were excluded and it was very rare to find a girl at any university now.

Of course as they couldn't go to college and would receive no state handouts the job market was suddenly swamped with young girls. They simply had to find a job or they would have no money at all. All of a sudden every job advertised would receive a multitude of applicants, even the most mundane job would have fifty or more girls applying and sometimes even queuing up outside the shop etc. waiting their turn to be interviewed.

This meant of course the less scrupulous shop owner, bar owner etc. could have a field day, after all he would have fifty young girls desperate to do anything to get a job, and I mean anything! Tracey had heard lots of stories from friends and family of girls being mistreated at interviews, being told to strip naked was very common now and so was some sort of sexual activity, from a blow job to full sex.

The girls put up with it because they wanted to impress the men so that at least there was a slight chance they would be given the job, giving a man a blow job was better than being unemployed!

The men could literally do whatever they wanted with the girls and often did. It wasn't that unusual for a man to advertise a non existent job even knowing that it would bring him a lot of pussy to play with.

With an almost inexhaustible supply of girls looking for jobs the employers had started moaning to the government about the high cost of employing a girl, wages, National Insurance etc. and the government listened to them and pretty soon the minimum wage was scrapped for all females, an employer could pay a girl whatever he liked, and that wasn't very much. Rates of 50p an hour weren't that unusual and if any girl complained she was fired and a new girl would replace her within the day.

Even the government finally woke up and realised that the system wasn't really working and so it bought in a new system called FEB which stood for female employment bank. What this meant was that instead of the girls applying for jobs the employers applied for girls. Any unemployed girl would have to report to a FEB centre at the start of the day and basically sit there until an employer rang up and asked for a girl. He could be asking for a girl for a long time job or a few days, it didn't matter, if you suddenly got your name called and was told to go to such and such a place you went.

Tracey had spent two weeks at a FEB centre and it was horrible. There were approximately one hundred girls there every day and the conditions were bad. For a start the girls were kept in a big cage at the back of the building, it was a big iron barred cage in the back yard and when it was full it was full! Tracey had been in there when there was hardly room to move an inch, girls pressed up against her in every direction, if you were claustrophobic you would have no chance.

The girls were also kept in the cage naked which was initially very embarrassing for Tracey but she soon got used to it. So being pressed up against a lot of other girls meant tit was pressed against tit, bum against bum and pussy against pussy!

Although she hated to admit it she had found her time in the cage quite exciting, and she knew most of the other girls did to. There was a fair bit of fingering going on and it wasn't Tracey fingering herself, she had a fair bit of help!

The cage started out full but the pressure eased during the day as girls were taken out to go and work for somebody. Every so often a man or two would be brought out to look at the caged girls so that he could choose which one or ones he wanted. Tracey always felt really embarrassed at that stage as she felt like some sort of caged animal awaiting inspection, she was livestock!

FEB centres were soon known as Pussy Banks and that rapidly became the slang for them across the country and it was a true reflection as you went there to get pussy. Technically you were supposed to be an employer with your own business who needed a girl or girls to do some work for you. Tracey had heard now though that they give out girls to practically anyone who turns up. Some of the banks were now open twenty four hours a day and the story was if you turned up at midnight drunk and horny you would still be taken out the back to view the caged girls and once you'd chosen one they would be freed from the cage and given to you.

Of course there were meant to be checks and balances in place, forms to be completed etc. but it wasn't unusual for that not to happen at night-times, the pussy was just given away. The Sun had written about that and in the story it reported that one banks records had entered for a Friday night at just gone midnight a Mr Mickey Mouse had been given two blondes. Nobody knew who Mickey Mouse was of course and nobody knew who the "Two Blondes" were either. Nobody knew what had happened to them and nobody seemed to care.

The Sun had interviewed the centre manager and he had shrugged it all off and was quoted as saying, "Look this is a pussy bank, we have lots of pussy here all the time so who cares if some goes missing, I certainly don't."

Tracey was very glad when she'd been picked and taken out of the cage one day by a Mr Khan. He owned a small shop not far from where she lived and she'd worked there ever since. Her boss wasn't perfect, he liked a good perv sometimes but he wasn't as bad as he could be. He did constantly remind her that she could be replaced on a whim and how lucky she was to have the job and that was usually followed by her giving him a blow job to show her appreciation! So far he was content with that but she knew if he wanted her pussy she would have to give it to him.

Then she'd got the letter giving her an appointment to get graded. A few of her friends had told her it was because pretty soon the law was going to be changed to make female slavery legal. Each girl was to be graded so that it would be easier to tell how much she was worth when she was sold as a slave.

Tracey had no idea if that was true or not but it kinda made sense to her, especially the way this government was going!

As she scanned the room for a seat she suddenly saw a familiar hand waving at her, it was Tyrone. In reality she hardly knew him, he was an imposing black man in his forties who lived down her street. She had said the odd hello to him when they'd passed each other and he came into her shop sometimes to buy cigarettes but that was about it. Of course everyone in town knew what Tyrone did for a living though, he was a pimp!

He seemed to have a lot of girls available at all times and he liked showing them off, quite often a group of practically naked girls were waiting outside his house to be picked up and Tracey had to walk past them most nights. She was embarrassed doing this especially as the girls sensed her embarrassment and she often had to endure catcalls as she walked home. Sometimes Tyrone was there and he would smile and tell the girls to quieten it down but Tracey saw the amused look on his face every time.

It was commonly thought the best idea was to leave Tyrone to his business, he had a fearsome reputation and it was a brave man who tried to intervene against him. Everyone knew what he did but nobody tried to stop him, there was even a story that a newly wed couple had moved into the street and within twenty four hours the groom had disappeared and the bride was working hard as one of Tyrone's girls, again nobody tried to intervene though.

And now here he was waving to her to come over. For a second she desperately looked to see if there was anywhere else she could sit but there wasn't and so wearing a happy face she walked over to where the large black man was sitting. As she approached him though she noticed he didn't have any empty seats around him either and as she got closer and closer it became apparent he was indicating that she sit on his lap!

She really didn't want to do that but she could find no way out so feeling totally embarrassed she gingerly sat on his offered lap wincing slightly as he slid his huge arm around her waist holding her snugly into him.

They had shared pleasantries about the weather etc. and then he'd asked her why she was there and when she'd said he had laughed,

"Oh right the slave code right?"

"I guess." she had nodded shyly.

"Well nothing to worry about girl, you will make a great slave." he had laughed loudly embarrassing her even more as half the waiting room heard him!

"In fact I'd buy you myself, I've always thought you were a looker when you walk down our street." he laughed loudly again.

Not knowing what else to do she shyly thanked him and then was immediately horrified when he started pulling her dress high up her legs.

"You got any panties on under this little dress, not that it matters as you going to be a slave soon anyway and slaves don't wear panties, ever." he giggled.

Tracey was desperately trying to stop him letting the whole waiting room see if she was wearing panties! He was too strong for her though and he soon had her dress high up around her waist, her tiny white panties on view to everyone sitting around them. She was mortified but the onlookers were enjoying the show and one oldish man squeaked out,

"You going to let one of your girls keep her panties on Tyrone, that's bad business."

A few people laughed and Tracey was going to point out that she wasn't one of Tyrone's "girls" when he laughed,

"Your right old man, no girl of mine should be wearing any panties." and before she could stop him he lifted her up slightly with the arm around her waist and with his other hand he quickly snatched at the waistband of her panties and pulled them down and off her completely before throwing them to the old man and laughing said, "there you go old man, have some fun with those tonight."

Tracey was close to tears, she was hideously embarrassed and even worse she was still sat on Tyrone's lap and she was naked from the waist down, her dress still hiked up to her waist. Luckily apart from her bare legs and thighs nobody could see much, her legs were closed together tightly and that was the way she intended to keep them!

Just then and to her relief a young nurse appeared at their side and on seeing her state of undress she giggled and said,

"Doing business in the waiting room Tyrone?"

"No, just having some fun with her." Tyrone laughed.

"Well I need to give her a pill, is that okay?" the nurse asked shyly holding out a small pink pill with a cup of water.

"Sure, dose her up, makes them easier to handle." Tyrone laughed.

"Well this will make her nice and docile for a few hours but if you want anything stronger for her we've got some great stuff we could give her." the nurse giggled as she bent down and offered Tracey the cup and pill.

"Sounds good." Tyrone laughed.

"Well I'll sort some stuff out for you then," she laughed and then looking at Tracey she said more sternly,

"Come on girl, swallow the pill, it will make everything seem nicer." and Tracey saw her exaggerated wink to Tyrone!

Tracey sensed there was no use in refusing, she had felt Tyrone's arm tighten around her waist as if to say don't try running and she knew that would be useless. Maybe if she actually took the pill it might make the next hour go easier and then she could get away from him once the pill started wearing off.

She didn't know what she thinking really but she meekly took the cup and pill and took a sip of water and swallowed the pill in one go.

"Oh good girl." the nurse giggled before turning to the grinning Tyrone, "she shouldn't give you any trouble from now on in, for ever!" she laughed and Tracey wondered if she shouldn't of swallowed the pill after

Tracey watched as the nurse walked off and she wondered what do to now. Her dress was still up round her waist but as long as she sat with her legs tight together nobody could actually see anything, apart from her long naked legs.

For a few minutes she just sat there on Tyrone's lap while he chatted to a guy sitting beside them, at first she had listened to their conversation which to be truthful was very boring, they were talking about cars! After a few minutes though she found it hard to concentrate on what they were saying, it all seemed mashed up words in her mind, words that didn't seem to make any sense at all.

She almost felt like she was drifting off to sleep even though she wasn't in the least bit sleepy and then she jerked up right when a sudden drop of water fell onto her wrist. She thought it was water but she suddenly realised she was dribbling, something she hadn't done since she was a toddler.

"Oh sorry." she said sheepishly even though she didn't think anyone had noticed but she heard Tyrone give a little laugh and then say,

"Open those legs for us darling, let the nice man here see your pussy, open wide for him."

Tracey could see the nice man staring at her, or more pertinently between her legs as Tyrone slowly started to ease them apart with his hands until they were wide open and her pussy was fully exposed to not only the nice man but everyone else in the waiting room that cared to look!

She just laid back against Tyrone's body and let her legs drift even wider apart as if she were displaying herself as a cheap whore ready to be purchased. Of course ten minutes ago she never would of dreamed of acting in a such a slutty way but now it seemed to be a natural way to act, and she had no doubt it had been brought on by the little pink pill she'd swallowed!

"Be my guest." she heard Tyrone laugh and then the nice man had his hand between her legs and was pushing two fingers deep inside her!

Tracey was horrified, at least she was deep down, but instead of showing her horror she simply opened her legs even further and giggled up at the man as he fingered her in front of everyone. She knew most of the nearby women were tutting at her and she heard at least one call her a slut but she didn't care, all she knew was the mans fingers in her felt good and she was soon writhing around and moaning on Tyrone's lap as the man started working his fingers deeper and faster and she knew she wasn't far from cumming.

And then just as it was about to happen she heard a female nurse call out her name! She couldn't believe it as the man withdrew his fingers from her and wiped them on her dress before the nurse came over and smiling said,

"Oh I see you've been well prepped, well come with me then." she laughed.

Tracey stood up on wobbly legs glad at least when he dress fell down into place covering her but not for long as the nurse giggled and said,

"May as well leave your dress with Tyrone here, your going to be naked all the time in there anyway."

Tracey looked at the nurse a little shocked and stood there a little confused, why did everyone thing she was with Tyrone?

"Come on, get that dress off and give it to Tyrone." the nurse snapped and held her hand out and not wishing to annoy her Tracy did as she was told and pulled her dress over her head and handed it to the grinning Tyrone.

"Why thank you girly." Tyrone laughed taking her dress and making no secret of the fact that he was eyeing up her now totally exposed body, as was practically every other male in the waiting room!

Tracey knew she shouldn't be exposing herself like that in a public place but she knew it also excited her, her nipples were rock hard and her already wet pussy was just getting more and more juiced up!

Tyrone suddenly got to his feet and smiled at the nurse, "Actually I'll come in with her if that's okay, keep an eye on my investment." he laughed in his deep manly tone.

"Sure, got to put her through her paces anyway", the nurse giggled and as they started walking down the hallway she matter of factly said, "throw her dress in there, she won't be needing it any more I guess."

Tracey saw that she was pointing to a waste bin and as they passed it she saw Tyrone throw her dress away as if it were of no consequence at all, which she guessed it wasn't now.

They carried on down the corridor until they got to a door where the nurse knocked and then entered and Tracey and Tyrone followed her inside. There was just the other nurse in the room, the one who had given her the pill and she smiled when she saw the naked Tracey but didn't say anything about her state of undress. The nurse that had brought them to the room quickly left so there was just the three of them there. Tracey did try to remember why Tyrone was there, after all she didn't usually have a big black man in the Doctor's surgery with her but what the hell.

Tyrone took the only free chair in the room so Tracey stood as the nurse explained to her that she was here for her official grading and how she should do as she was told to make the experience quicker, "Although I think doing as your told won't be a problem from now on will it Tracey?" she giggled.

She then proceeded to weigh and measure Tracey all over and as she did she started chatting to Tyrone as if the naked Tracey was hardly there.

"So how's business Tyrone?"

"Oh keeping busy." he laughed.

"Got lot's of girls making you money I bet." she laughed.

"Yep, working those bitches hard," he grinned.

"Good, this ones a nice one, she will make you lot's of money." the nurse giggled as she squeezed Tracey's right breast as if to make her point.

"Just got her." he grunted.

"Well make sure you work her hard like the others, if I had my way a little slut like this would be doing one hundred men a day." she giggled again before looking at Tracey, "That's what you want isn't it honey, work your little butt off for Tyrone, make him lots of money."

Tracey didn't know what to say, she was totally confused, deep down she knew this shouldn't be happening, why was she naked in front of him at all and why was everyone assuming she now belonged to him, this was embarrassing and humiliating as hell. On the other hand she was as horny as she'd ever been in her life, she was loving showing her naked body off and her pussy was dripping wet, so instead of yelling or trying to run she giggled herself and said,

"Yes, he can work me as hard as he can."

"Good girl," the nurse squeaked and turned to Tyrone laughing, "See I told you that pill I gave her would do the trick."

"You said you had some stronger stuff to?" Tyrone laughed.

"Yes, got some new pills come in a few days ago, much stronger than before, drop one in a girls drink and it dissolves straight away, lasts for weeks, the girl is a helpless kitten then."

"Sounds good, I'll have a few of those then." Tyrone laughed.

"Sure, we've got thousands in the store room," she giggled," they're very strong, once you give her one she will be addicted for life."

"Sounds fine to me." Tyrone laughed and the nurse laughed with him.

"Right then honey you look okay to me, let's get you working out now, get that heart rate up." the nurse said slapping Tracey's bottom making her squeal.

"Jumping jacks now, and don't stop tell I tell you to." she said sternly and Tracey did as she was told and started doing jumping jacks right there in front of the two amused watchers.

Tracey wasn't super fit but she wasn't too unfit either and she found the jumping relatively easy to do, what wasn't so easy though was the nurse and Tyrone laughing and giggling at her as she did them. She knew her large breasts were bouncing along with her and that seemed to amuse the two of them tremendously, a fact that made Tracey even more embarrassed than she already was.

Eventually just as she was starting to get out of breath the nurse told her she could stop and as she stood there the nurse told her to go and run up and down the corridor outside ten times! Even in her drugged state Tracey balked at that but the nurse slapped her bottom hard again and snapped, "Your nothing special girl, get out there and start running and don't you mind about people seeing you."

She gingerly poked her head out of the door to look at the corridor, it was quite long, fifty yards she thought, the busy waiting room was at the end but she had to turn a corner to be in full sight of it, there were a few people walking up and down the corridor on their way to Doctors rooms but not too many and so gritting her teeth she went for it and dashed out of the room completely naked.

It took her no more than five minutes to do the ten lengths but each one was highly embarrassing, she knew people were seeing her and enjoying the show as she ran along as naked as the day she was born, her large heavy breasts bouncing wildly as she did so.

She passed all types, old, young, men, women, children, old age pensioners, they all smiled and laughed as they saw her running along, she got some barbed comments from women and a few slaps on her bottom as she passed from the men!

Eventually though she'd done the ten lengths and re-entered the Doctor's room where Tyrone seemed to be getting very friendly with the nurse who on seeing Tracey jumped back suddenly away from him looking flustered.

"Oh good girl, finished already, let's take your heart rate then." the nurse said and proceeded to do just that.

As she stood there naked and out of breath Tracey started to feel as if the pill she'd been given was wearing off slightly. She was embarrassed standing there like that in full view of Tyrone who had no right to be in the room, let alone seeing her naked and she was starting to feel like complaining when the nurse giggled and said,

"Right up on the table, and squat down, time to test your sexual responsiveness."

Tracey had no idea what she meant by that but she did as she was told knowing that the new position she was in was very revealing as squatting on her haunches meant her legs were wide apart! She also noticed that when she'd come back into the room she hadn't shut the door behind her and it was now wide open giving anyone who cared to look in a perfect view.

She was surprised when the nurse suddenly thrust a large vibrator into her hand and laughed, "Work yourself up with that, slip it in you and ride it, I want to see you cum."

Although she took it from her Tracey was appalled at the suggestion, she had never let a boyfriend see her playing with herself let alone a big black man she hardly knew! Raising all her strength she managed to weakly say,

"Do I have to?"

It had come out nowhere near as strongly as she'd hoped and it had even less effect on the laughing nurse, "Of course you do you stupid girl, I just told you to didn't I? Now ride it."

Tracey knew she shouldn't, she should just throw the vibrator down and get off the table and walk out but she was naked, her dress was in a bin outside and she wasn't sure the nurse or Tyrone would let her walk out, so instead she placed the vibrator between her spread legs and lowered herself down onto it.

She couldn't avoid a little moan as the vibrator sunk deep into her and the nurse and Tyrone laughed, "Good girl, now get that little pussy sopping wet for us."the nurse giggled.

To be honest it didn't take long, whether it be the pill or just her natural horniness she was soon bouncing up and down on the vibrator trying to get as much inside her as she could. To Tracey's surprise the nurse had sat down on Tyrone's knee as they both giggled watching Tracey working herself up but soon the nurse was kissing Tyrone and had lost all interest in Tracey.

She could of stopped and she doubted either of the canoodling couple in front of her would of noticed but she kept on going riding the vibrator. She had to admit she felt sexy, probably sexier than she ever had and she knew the vibe was hitting the spot as she rode it.

Then to her surprise and shock a man passed the room, looked in, smiled when he saw the naked Tracey pleasuring herself and then smiled again when he saw Tyrone and entered the room.

"Hello mate, long time no see." he smiled as he offered Tyrone his hand to shake.

Tyrone shook his hand but looked a little less pleased to see the man and as the two men chatted Tracey kept riding the vibe. She knew she shouldn't of course, she shouldn't be doing it in front of Tyrone, let alone his friend, but she felt a compulsion to carry on, it was naughty but she wanted to be seen doing herself, she wanted to show herself off.

"Got yourself a nice on here Tyrone." the man laughed as she looked directly at Tracey taking in the sight fully.

"Yes I think she will turn out good." Tyrone laughed as he stood up, almost throwing the nurse to the ground as he did so.

"Well she's not shy that's for sure." the man laughed and as he did so he reached forward and squeezed Tracey's right breast for a few seconds.

"Maybe but she's drugged up." Tyrone laughed again.

"Best way if you ask me." the man laughed again before saying slyly," I could do with a girl like her for a party I'm having next week, just me and some friends, is she available?"

"All my girls are available, for the right price."Tyrone smirked.

"Well the party might get a bit rough, my friends might not be that friendly to her, if you know what I mean." he smirked at Tyrone.

"That's fine, just bumps the price up a little, no big deal, let's step outside to talk about it." Tyrone smiled at the man and put a big arm around the mans should and led him out into the corridor.

Once the men had left the room the nurse came over to Tracey and practically snatched the vibrator from her hands.

"That's enough for you you little slut." she snarled, looking like she was taking pleasure from Tracey's pained look, "I think I'll hold fire on your grading as I think your future might not be so bright after your little party next week"

Tracey didn't care about a party next week, all she cared about was getting the vibrator back inside her, or maybe the real thing!

Just then Tyrone came back into the room and the nurse giggled up to him, "Is her party all arranged then?"

"Oh yes, she's going to the party all right, not sure if she will be coming out in one piece though." he laughed.

"Good, she's a bit too slutty this one, serve her right to be put in her place." the nurse spat.

"Oh I think that's the least of her worries." the big black man laughed again, " are we done here?" he asked the nurse.

"Yes, I'll grade her next time, if there is a next time." she replied.

"Can I get some of those pills for her?"

The nurse nodded and indicated that they follow her and Tyrone took hold of her hand which was tiny in his and they all walked down the corridor to the still busy waiting room , Tracey's nudity drawing the usual gasps and stares.

They stood at the reception desk while the nurse went behind it and scurried around for a few seconds before reappearing with three big boxes of pills.

"There you go, there's 200 pills there, give her one a day and she will never give you or your friends any trouble." the nurse giggled and then waved as Tyrone proceeded to walk Tracey to the front door. She didn't care that she was naked as they went outside, all she knew that she was happy and excited, she had a party to go to and parties were always fun, weren't they.

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