<div class="floatleft">(https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4645/25270097928_f0cb237019_o.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Faraday #27825<br/><strong>Status:</strong>LookingFor/AskFirst<br/><strong>Looking for:</strong>Anything below the belt...<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Archer, Open<br/><hr/><br/>"I may have to apply first before I get an specific position. And consider if they have probationary period where I have to try out all of the positions available to me," Faraday said, as the line eventually entered the property's district line. From there, anyone could go anywhere, she most of the services were located on the bottom floors. The complex towered high and looked like a hotel from down below.<br/><br/>Coming to a booth, Faraday inquired information in regards to application. She was given a sort of ticket which also was transferred to her phone so that she had both a physical and digital copy. She brought the information back to Archer. "Seems like their employment services are more laidback here. I can find the owner of a service and inquire if they have openings. Looks like they use the app frequently here. Let's see. The closest one is the bar."<br/><br/>Faraday made her way over to the bar, which explicitly had glory hole positions open. If Archer wanted to tag along, he could, but given the sheer size of the complex and how much they offered, he may be tempted to go somewhere else. But it was the bar that Faraday was going to. She entered it and found it packed with all sorts of characters. The high ceiling made it accommodating for larger citizens like Orcs. And there were a lot of eye candy as well as a fine assortment of beers and other liquids. Faraday approached the bar and found a young-looking, but snobbish elf behind it. "Excuse me, are you hiring?" He didn't look like the owner, or at the very least, looked out of place behind the bar, but he silently pointed to a sign that read, "Gloryhole positions available. Immobile-holes available for non-oral services too. Just pick a spot and have at it." The posted flyer was rather crudely-made and could have been posted up minutes prior to her arrival. But Faraday didn't care. At least this place gave you the chance to try out position, even though it seemed only the gullible and naive took them on.<br/><br/>She moved deeper into the bar and found along the back wall individual kiosk with a banner that read, "Gloryholes!" above them. To the right, there were bigger holes that looked too big to be glory holes. The banner above them read, "NEW Immobile-holes!" She approached them and read a touchscreen sign above them that these were non-oral servicing holes, meant to immobilize whoever was taking the position. Interacting with the touchscreen revealed more information. The holes worked with the app as long as you had availability, either for vaginal, anal, or even both and at the same time. These had more technology around them as the hole shrunk to fully immobilize the user and also gave those wanting to fuck information of the user they were fucking. Located behind transparent door panel were various toys that a person can use to stimulate the user. There was even a blade that could be used to cleanly cut away any covering fabric too. The last page of the touchscreen had bondage options that could elevate the stimulate and feeling being totally immobile. Such options include retractable rings that cinched the user's legs to the wall for less flailing during fuck session.<br/><br/>Since the kiosks were fairly untouched, it seemed the technology alone intimidated those who were eager to use it. Being a cyborg and more than 50% synthetic, this was more of a fuck in the park for her. She picked the one she was reading off of and inserted herself head-first into the hole. Lights shone around her, revealing a panel of buttons and screens. Hidden to her were tiny cameras for a voyeurism element that she neglected to read. A main screen that was touchscreen-compatible had a activate button flashing before her. Faraday pressed it and at once the Immobile-holes started to do its work, first closing the gap around her waist, separating her top half from her bottom. Anyone outside would only see a voluptuous bottom dressed in yoga pants and sneakers and bent at the hip. The screen then prompted Faraday to make sure her app was set up accordingly to make herself available. For max number of interactions, she set it to one only, to make sure she wasn't overwhelmed for the first-time use of this contraptions. She set it so that she was also looking for, "Anything below the belt..."<br/><br/>The screen then read, "Standby, looking for potential partners."