by James Dawson

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The best texts will be posted here. Can we hope that James Lawson will read this continuation and will accept, in person, to be the foreman of the jury?
Or even better, that he feels bucked up with the challenge and sits once more in front of his keyboard and continues the story himself.
And whatever may happen, a BIG THANKYOU to James Lawson and a request: please write MORE !!

The Examination (Part 2-1)   This part written by GT

      "Yes, Jack, all is fine. She is amazing. In fact, we are just starting".
      "Oh my, she is gorgeous. She is a bit shy but... what a body!! Yes, of course, I saw her tits. How can one miss them? They are incredibly... Huge !!   I never saw anything like that before!! Breasts so..so.. so big, so huge on such a little girl. They look also very tender. Are you sure she can withstand a standard breasts discipline ?
      "Yes, Jack, Yes, I know... she is here to get some training and to get familiar with humiliation and discipline".
I am just afraid that she is perhaps not used to be disciplined and that with such a pair of tits, the "resistance test" will be kind of hurting !! I think also she lied when she answered to the intimate questions about her sexual activity... Yes Jack, I think she is still a virgin.
      " Oh!! Is she a virgin, But how?...Oh well... I thought. Yes for sure, we shall do her as you asked, I cannot wait to see her spread-eagled tied naked on the cross and to see her cry and under the whip . Yes Jack of course, a full back and front flogging... She is going to make our day and some good money also".
      "Okay, Jack, seeya !"
      "Natasha !! Jack is on the phone, he wants to speak to you!"
Natasha shuffled around and started walking toward Jackson who was standing on the other end of the big room, brandishing the phone.
      "Com’on, please hurry up, Jack's waiting!"
Natasha started running, but Jackson noticed that she slowed down immediately as her unrestrained bosom started jiggling under the slinky top.
All the men in the room and behind the mirror had stopped speaking, staring at the nearly nude stacked body in motion.
Natasha had great long legs, thin arms and a narrow waist, but she was not skinny at all and the skimpy clothing didn't hide anything of her generous curves. The men not only could see her tits bouncing, but also her full bottom started ondulating nicely as she ran.
She took the phone Jackson was holding out, the eyes fixed on her tits.
      "Natasha?"
      "Y.. yes?"
      "Are you well, Natasha, is everything ok?"
      "Y.. yes, I am okay, thankyou"
      "I am proud of you. Dr. Jackson told me the examination will start now. Will it be okay?"
      "Y.. Yes"
      "Very good. This part of the examination will be very intimate: The doctor will examine your breasts and your sex. You are no more scared of that, are you? Mr. Jackson is a doctor."
      "Y.. Yes.. Will this be filmed also?"
      "Yes, of course, they want to see everything, they want to be sure that you are in good shape and health. They are investing thousands of dollars on you and they don’t want to be disapointed. You can understand that?"
      "Yes, I understand"
      "They had a problem lately when shooting a sequence where the main actress had to run on the beach. She had to be topless in this part and she just could not run because she had big tits and she said her tits were hurting. It has been a financial disaster. They had to cancel the filming and they have lost a lot of money".
      "There will be also a lot of action in Thailand, so they need to be sure that you are in good shape and that this sort of problem will not happen again. When we start, we'll depend on you"
      "Yes.. I understand"
      "They want also to be sure that you'll react right in different situations, that you can take directions, that there will be no problem."
      "Y..Yes, I think I can do it"
      "The only way to be sure" he continued, is to see if you are in good health and shape, how you cantake directions and if you can withstand real discipline."
      "Hon.."
      "You have received a spanking on your cheeks already. Was this okay?"
      "Y..yes"
      "Good! You did it very well! Now, we’ll need to examine you physically and to check all parts of your body. Some exercises tests and a bit of discipline are in store for your body and also your breasts. Is this okay?"
      "Ha! a.. Won’t these tests on my... my breasts be too hard? Please!"
      "Yes, your tits will most certainly hurt a bit, they usually do during the tests. But we need to do this. It is necessary." You will not disappoint us at this point, will you?
"..."       " We depend on you, Natasha".
      "No... yes, I’ll be okay."
      "Good! So, are you ready for the examination and will you fully cooperate, aren't your tits over sensitive?"
      "Y..yes, I’ll do my best"
      "Very good, Natasha. I love you, baby. Go on, I don’t want to make the doctor wait".
click!

Natasha puts down the receiver slowly, turned around and started walking toward the doctor who was displaying instruments on a trolley. Natasha noticed that he had put on surgical gloves.
Doctor Jackson looked greedily at Natasha's body as she approached, her full breasts jiggling nicely under the slinky top.
      "These will be the final "discipline tests" he said. "If you can make it through the tests, we will all be on our way to Thailand. Are you ready?
Will you do everything you are told from now?"
Natasha nodded. She had a lump in her throat, and could not speak.
      "OK. Go and position yourself in front of the mirror and put your arms in your back." Jackson gave her a smile.
       "I know you can do it. All you have to do is cooperate. That's all, really."
Natasha nodded again.
      "Good! Arms pulled well back. Turn around slowly!"
Natasha could hardly look at her image in the mirror. Her pubic mond was molded by the flimsy cotton pants and pulling her arms back as ordered, her big bosom was stucked even further out, on total obscene display. It was lewd, she was barely stark naked.
      "Belly flat! Once more!". Natasha did an other turn around as she was told.
      "Good. Now, clasp your hands behind your neck. Pull your elbows wide apart"
She sees her big breasts sticking out even more as the skimpy material was lifted up in the movement. The image in the mirror shows now the bare undersides of her breastflesh bulging out in full view below the bottom of the Tshirt. Natasha decided not to look anymore and to stop wondering. This was a test. She had to do it and it would be finished soon.
      "Good! Keep your elbows back and turn around, slowly!"
Natasha turns around once more.
She cannot help looking at her image in the mirror. Her tits sway gently as she moves. They look enormous, half covered with the short cut top. The erected nipples are clearly visible, pushing through the flimsy fabric.
      "One more turn!"
Natasha accomplishes and stops, facing the doctor who is currently taking out some gear from a drawer.

      "Good! Come here, Natasha." The doctor has now a stethoscope around the neck and dangling down on his fat belly.
      "Give me your arm!"
The doctor takes Natasha blood pressure and pulse quickly and writes down numbers on a booklet.
      "Put your hands up on your head!"
Natasha obeys.
The doctor reaches the stethoscope and slides both hands up underneath her top again. Once more, she feels the creepy hands moving around underneath her top, squeezing her breasts. Once more, she uses all of her self control to hold the degrading position she was in and not to flinch back at the tough manipulation of her mammary glands, trying to keep them stuck out.
With one hand the doctor grabs and lifts her right breast while he applies the stethoscope on her ribcage. Then the hands change and Natasha feels her left breast gripped in its turn and callously pulled up .
      "Your heart is running fast, Natasha, are you feeling nervous?"
      "No... Yes! Well... I am not used to be nearly nude in front of several men and to have my breasts manipulated like that."       "That's Good, Natasha!! You see, what we are doing now is very important. You will feel much better and you will be more natural during the shootings, whatever may happen! Do you understand?"
      "Y..Yes"
Jackson has let go the stethoscope and two groping hands are now underneath the little Tshirt, kneading, squeezing Natasha's sensitive glands, gouging his fingers deep into the flexible flesh
      "We do this for you..."
      "Thank.. Thankyou, Doctor!"
Jackson keeps on kneading the supple breast flesh during a few moments. Natasha gasped now with pain as he squeezes and rolls her nipples between his fingers.
After a few more nipple tweaking and tuggings, he pulls his hands off.
      "Okay! Now, you'll keep your hands clasped behind your neck, elbows back!
Go back to the mirror area, turn around and face us!"

Natasha feels herself very unconfortable every time she has to move half naked through the large room. She feels that her body is totally exposed to view as she senses the look of the men staring at her wobbling flesh. As she walks back toward the mirror, elbows wide apart, she can see her ample breasts swaying free and her errected nipples sticking out through the thin fabric. The lower parts of the heavy orbs are sagging out into view under the bottom of the skimpy short cut top .
When she turns around, at least she doesn't see any more the obscene image of her barely naked body in the mirror.
She makes her belly flat and pull her elbows back, pushing her tits out.
      "Very good, Natasha. You learn quickly! Your feet apart!
Natasha does as she is said.
      "Very nice! the camera is running.
Okay! Now, you'll hop on the spot!"
Natasha needs a few seconds to understand that she is now asked to jump up and down, braless, nearly in the nude, with her big breasts unsustained and indecently thrusted out right in front of the men to see them jiggle and bounce.
      "You'll extend and flex your feet only first, up and down, trying to keep your tiptoes in contact with the floor.
Are you ready? up and down, up and down !!
Ready? Go!! Hop! Hop! Hop!"

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