After leaving Uni Claire worked for a real estate ship's company down town for a couple of days until it folded in the collapse of 2008

She struggled for a while doing odd shifts waitressing and temping in offices getting deeper in debt until she found out they were recruiting hostesses at a valet de chambre's club down townspeople. She wouldn't be seen dead in such a post usually but she was desperate and had bills to pay. She applied and got offered a weeks trial run

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Claire arrived for her first shifting working at the clubhouse just after 7.30pm.

She stepped into the post for instructions.

"You're late, '' The Manager barked."Get changed and get to forge. ``

"Changed ? '' she asked.

"Changed, you can't work dressed like that can you ? '' he snapped,"Here wear this, '' he continued and threw a bundle of clothes at her.

"Is there some where I can change ? '' she asked.

"Sure right wing here, '' he replied,"You ain't got zippo I ain't seen before at least I hope you

ain't, '' he chuckled.

Claire stared at the getup, a diminutive skirt that would barely cover her buttocks and a chemise with lace cups with a slit for her nipples to dig through, paired with a suspender rap, tiny thong and stockings. Black gamy blackguard completed the ensemble."I look like a street girl, '' she protested.

"You're not a street girl, you're a Hostess, don't forget it,"he insisted,"Now get dressed."

Claire began to peel off her stylish bootleg dress, her pantihose and sensitive shoes, she left her bra till last pulling on the short Shirley Temple Black dame before slipping her panty off and only then slipped off her bra before pulling on the teddy.

The managing director looked up,"That's better, now do your work up, you look like a bibliothec, catch something bright for your lips and iniquity for your eyes, there's slew in the box."

Claire put something horribly flash and brilliantly red around her rima oris and some thing dark around her eyes.

The manager looked on approvingly."Your pap are n't outstanding enough. ''

He took a pair of suck cups from his drawer and ordered Claire to lap the rim so that the wet would provide a stronger seal.

Claire almost told him where he could stuff the job right there but she needed the money so she decided to take his full term. She licked the rim.

He squeezed the bulb and applied the first cup over her left nipple. Claire gasped as she felt her nipplle being pulled hard into the cup, and gasped again as he quickly repeated the mental process on the bit nipple."Keep them them on until you go out onto the floor."he ordered

Claire stared unbelievingly as her nippled quickly enlarged and the sharp painful sensation subsided to a gentle but persistent throb as the cups tugged at her mamilla.

The manager left the room to speak to person and when he returned he gave her nipples a squeeze through the cups to see how they fill the available space within. Satisfied he pulled on both cups, watching her bosom stretch as the cups refused to give up their clench on her nipples.

Finally, he gave one electric-light bulb a gentle squeeze to liberate the suction and pulled the loving cup off to look up to the effect.



Her mammilla looked vast, Thomas More than twice its common size. He gave it a pinch to test the essence on it's predisposition and she squealed in pain. He removed the cup from her early tit, giving it a gentle taking into custody as he did so.



He placed the loving cup back in his desk, and told Claire to use them again during any breaks she takes. He laid a friendly bridge player on her shoulder,"Are you set up ?"he asked,"safety in the air pocket of the skirt, don't forget to use them."

She nodded shyly at his unspoken reminder that she was to give birth sex with the customers. She felt very conscious of her gormandise tit poking between the lacing cups covering her chest as he opened the door and ushered her into the club's main lounge.. The floaty skirt did nothing to preserve her reserve, yet she felt very feminine, and somehow free in the lean rig.

"gentlewoman and gentleman's gentleman may I acquaint Claire, our tardy hostess,"the handler announced with a smirk,"She's very shy so be nice to her, but may I assure you she has agreed no cakehole barred ! ``

With that he reached under her bird and pulled her thong down,"That's better !"he laughed, and he whispered,"Go take in some glasses."

Claire spotted some empty glasses on a little tableand went to collect them but before she could progress to them she felt an arm around her waist.

"Hey not so fast,"a Eskimo dog voice ordered. His hired man went to her teat. She winced.

"medium huh,"he enquired,"You been fucked tonight ?"

"No sir,"Claire said awkwardly.

"So what are we waiting for, you got a natural rubber ?"he asked.

"Yes,"Claire replied and handed one to the guy behind her.

"So plication over, paw on the table,"he husked.

Claire was stunned, shocked, excited all at one and the same time. She knew this was going to befall but was shocked it was happening so soon. She did as he asked, hands flat on the coffee tree table. She braced herself for the pain in the neck of his member forcing into her but instead his member slid easily inside her. A rush exploded through her head, she could actually do it, actually fuck a stranger for money.

She had been so worry about having sex for money, being fucked brutally with no foreplay, her unwilling vagina violated by an uncaring stranger spirit only on hs own pleasure but instead she found she was already wet with excitement and as he pressed his cock between her cunt rim so she took him easily, even greedily.

She gasped in shock, she hadn't had many boyfriends, she usually needed a lot of loving foreplay to get in the mood but suddenly in a sleazy golf-club nearly naked in a skimpy getup with masses watching she found herself behaving like some seasoned whore.

Claire thrust back at the unseen client, she should have been ashamed but she felt strangely contentedness and reassured as he thrust into her, his hot breath rasping past her ear as he cupped her breasts and pulled he onto his length. They rocked rhythmically and pleasantly until his breathing grew trench and he thrust with increasing urgency as his moment approached. Claire gasped when she felt the thin out bulwark of the condom pulse as his cum stretched the gentle latex leaving Claire frustrated. She wanted it in her womb but realised it was too grave. then he withdrew leaving her even more frustrated.

Claire realised to her horror that she wanted cock, needed cock, needed to cum..

She need not have worried as almost immediately another customer called her over and ordered her to stick out in front of him and turn around so he can get a trade good look. He liked what he saw so he pulled her down to sit on his lap, straddling him. He grasped her left mamilla between his finger and pollex, pinching it and rolling it, enjoying her reaction of painful pleasure.

He reached down beside him, he pulled up a chain with a soft-tipped tweezer clamp attached to each end. He watches her closely as her eyes widen in apprehension. `` These are adjustable, so they wo n't offend too practically ... '' he whispers, `` as long as you 're a well lady friend ... ''.

Claire shudder, Surely she can not go the pain sensation of having her tit clamped while they are so swollen from the suck cups ?

Pulling on one mamilla, he placed the clinch around the base and began to tighten it. It didn't take foresighted before she began to whimper at the pain of having her huge, over-sensitive nipple squeezed between the clinch. He placed the other clinch onto the other nipple and then lifted the Chain and put the centre of it into her mouth, ordering her to prevent it there.

He manoeuvred her so that she is half-sitting, half-lying across his lap, and his hand began to go between her thigh.

She opened her legs instinctively and he began gently rubbing her clit. As she relaxed so the pain in her tit begins to dull, to a pleasant throb. Her head list back, she pulls on the mountain chain and that causes it to tug sharply on her nipple. She gasped and the chain fell from her mouth. He smiled down at her, tightened the clamp slightly and attached a connector to slightly contract the chain between them before returning it to her mouth.

Then he resumed stroking her clitoris. After a while, the pleasure began to guide over again, distracting her from the bother in her mammilla. Suddenly he put two fingers into her moist pussy. Claire cried out in surprise, letting the chain fall.

Calmly, he tightened the clinch again, ignoring her whine of protestation. He adjusted the connector to further cut the chain. To hold on it in her mouth, she now had to keep open her headway forward at a slightly unnatural angle in order to contract the strain on her tit. His fingers again pumped into her pussy and his thumb brushed over her button with every jab.

Even though she tried to move with him, each push caused the string to tug on her nipples, distracting her and preventing her from the release of reaching an orgasm, despite the growing pleasure.

'' I could keep tormenting you all evening, '' he tells her, smirking, `` but I 'm sure some of the other fellows are waiting for their turn. I 'll be watching you, and if you 're ripe, I 'll let you cum later. '' His fingerbreadth stoped probing and he put them into her sassing for her to suck them plum before removing the clinch, giving her nipples a final squeeze before he released her.

Claire had no prison term to recover before another guy calls her over. He sat her on his knee, his manpower roamed over her body before gently stroking her sore pap. His head knack to suck on each teat, soothing the botheration with his warm lingua. Then he softly commanded her to kneel and to solve his cock.

She pulled it out of his pants and took the bulbous purple pass in her mouth. He repeated his didactics to lick it. She began at the base, licking upwards in firm strokes. When she reached the head, she swished her lingua over it and around it, seeking out the sensitive spots making him moan in pleasure.

`` Now you can suck it, '' he tells her.

Claire closed her sassing around his cock, slowly moving her sass up and down, taking it a little bit deeper each time until she reached the alkali. She picked up the stride and suddenly she feels his cum Menachem Begin to gush into her oral fissure. She started to gag but remembered her job and forced herself to swallow obediently like she is being paid to do.

The guy thanked her and slipped his freshly cleaned but limp tool back in his bloomers as Claire slipped out of the room for a quick drink.

"Hey what did I tell you ?"the managing director asks.

Claire saw he was staring pointedly at her breasts.

She nodded, remembering his sooner instruction. She went to the desk and took the suction cups and put them on her nipples. After being clamped not long ago, they were still very tender and she felt the tug of the suction even more keenly. She made herself a coffee and rested for about about ten minute, knowing that she was needed back out in the lounge.

She removed the suction loving cup and looked down to feel that her tit had swollen once more to the huge size that they were when she started the evening.

Claire washed up her coffee cup and returned to the lounge. A tall guy clicked his fingers at her in a brusque style. She walked across to him and smiled awkwardly. He was already naked from the waist down. He stood up and taking he by the articulatio humeri he pushed her down so she was kneeling in social movement of him. His swollen cock nudges at her backtalk as he grabbed her whisker and pulled her head back. His other deal reached down and pinched one of her nipples.

She shrieked in pain and he took advantage of her opened mouth to force his hammer between her lips.

Claire gagged slightly, unable to take his total duration. She attempted to use her hand to hold the al-Qa'ida of his tool, trying to forbid him thrusting too deeply, but he tooks her bridge player and placed them behind her back. He took his belt and wrapped it around her carpus fastening them securely behind her cover.

He tried again to force his cock oceanic abyss into her mouth, showing her no regard for the fact she was choking as he forcefully fucked her typeface. He held her head and pinched her nipple.

Sensations raced through Claires thinker, she was being fucked to expiry and her mammilla was on fervidness but all she could do was kneel and let him use her. Just before he reached orgasm, he pulled out of her mouth, and sprayed sticky white cum across her nozzle and face before laughing,"Now you really are a filthy whore. '' as he untied her carpus and waved her off dismissively.

Claire withdraw to the office clean up and reapply her makeup. This time she remembered to use the suction cup on her nipples while she did so. By the clip she removed them to return to work, her nipples are so spiritualist that even a slight brush over them caused her pussycat to tingle.

As soon as she walked back into the couch a guy beckoned her over, asking her to get him a crank of whisky, a bottle of lube and a rear end hype.

Claire fetched the particular from the bar and handed them to him. He took a sip of whiskey before dripping some lubricator onto the buttplug and ordering her to bend over in front of him.

She did as he asked but it made her bloom to feel so exposed. The thought that the man had such an knowledgeable sentiment of her bum cakehole and her and kitty-cat appalled yet thrilled her.

She worried that her cunt was now leaking wet as she presented herself to him for his pleasure.

He chuckled as he began sliding the beaded plug into the tight brown bud of her bum. He whispered"Just getting it ready to take my cock later,"he chuckled, as she felt the number 1 beadwork of the plug Menachem Begin to stretch her as he continues to tug, and then he gives it a sudden firm shove to force the across-the-board bead into her bum causing her to yelp in surprise.

Then he sent her over to his Quaker known as"Mr P,"reminding her to keep the plug in.

Mr P is waiting for her, his pants round hs ankles and a condom already over his hard prick. He pulled her onto his lap, facing away from him, making sure that her wet pussy lined up with his cock, before pulling her downwards andforcing his entire duration inside her in one hard thrus.t He held her still and she whimpered at the massive size of the prick deep in her twat alongside the fireplug in her bum.

He released his suitcase on her, and ordered her to rally his cock. She moved up and down on his cock as he continued to root for her downwards onto him, forcing her to take his entire length.

Finally he reached his climax, pushed Claire away and sent her back to his friend.

Her ramification wobbled as she walked the short distance to where his friend was sitting. He ordered her to bend over his lap. Again, she feel give away, her flimsy chick doing naught to hide his opinion of her plug away bum hole and her wet twat.

He caressed her buttocks before pushing the plug deeper into her. Then his hand swished down in a sharp splap across her buttocks. Claire clenches the male plug as he continues to spank her harder and harder until she is on the verge of bout. Then joy overcomes botheration and Claire almost begins to cum. She cries out in hug drug and her twat juices ooze from her reveal slit.

He pulls her upright, and pulls the plug out of her bum before quickly replacing it with his condom clad cock, pushing in gently but firmly until his cock is mystifying in her bum.

He pauses to allow her to adjust to this new invassheon before beginning to fuck her. His poking becoher harder and flying and she almost begins to cum again. `` Sir, may I please run with myself ? '' she ask. He agrees, and she reaches beneath herself to rub her clit in time with his driving force. He slowed slightly, and finally she reached the point of no paying back as a crashing sexual climax shook her entire dead body through the combinatsheon of his cock in her bum and her own digit on her clit. Her spasm set off his climax as her pegleg gave way and she collapse into a chairwoman, moaning in pleasure.

He generously allows her a few instant to fascinate her breath and convalesce a little before asking her to make clean his cock with her tongue.

Claire looked at him and shook her chief, she needed a rest, she was completely spent.

She stood up and wobbled uncertainly back to the office. Mandy another of the hostesses was sitting drinking coffee berry,"Did the bastard make you cum ?"she asked.

"Oh god yes,"Claire admitted.

"Beginners luck,"Mandy sighed,"They will soon get over the bauble and you'll be serving drink and wanking all even,"she laughed.

"Oh god, I can't do this,"Claire sighed.

Mandy laughed,"I would say you're a natural, how about we do a show together ?"

"Er, sorry I'm not into girls,"she replied.

"Neither am I but it pays the vizor !"Mandy agreed,"Later perhaps ?"

Claire forgot the suction cups, forgot the coffee and took a big slug of Bourbon to calm her nerves before returning to the lounge.

A middle aged guy known as Mr J had been watching Claire and sensing her need for a bit of soreness after her orgasm he gently beckoned her over. He sat her on his knee and pulled her torso in towards him, caressing her gently until her breathing returned to normal.

'' That looked like quite an coming,"he chuckled"Now I want to find out you have another one"

He leds her over to a dining table at the other sshede of the room and ordered her to lie on it, positioning her so that she lay on her back with her substructure across-the-board apart at the corners of the tabular array and her knees bent.

A large shock absorber was placed under her head. He picked up a length of rope and began wrapping it around her leg, circling her thigh and shin with loop and international nautical mile that held her leg in its bent spot. One end of the rope was round her articulatio talocruralis and the other was at her thigh and both ends were then tied to table leg to entertain them in position. As he repeated the bondage on her former leg, she relaxed into the flavour of the soft Mexican valium sliding over her skin and the rhythmical pattern of the loops and knots.

Claire realised she was left helpless, restrained in a very exposed positsheon, ineffective to move her legs either to straighten them or to bring them together. Another guy pulled up a dining chair and sat down. Claire realised that the cushion under her headspring was not there for her comfort, but means that she was looking directly at the man rather than at the ceiling.

'' Now, that's better isn't it,"the guy asked,"Play with your clit again, we want to check you cum. '' Claire began rubbing her clit, feeling incredibly vulnerable and exposed. She closed her eyes as she tried to drop off herself in her pleasure, wanting to shut out out the thought that mens eyes are watching her intently, cognisant that former men have also gathered around her.

'' hold open your middle loose, '' someone ordered. As she continued, she realised that she was becoming aroused by being humiliated and forced to expose herself and to be watched performing such an confidant act. A smirk crossed the man's face as he watched her bloom. `` You 're enjoying this, slut, are n't you ?"he asked,"Look the slattern's enjoying being watched whshele you play with herself ? ``

"You enjoying youself, '' he asked.

Claire realised she was actually enjoying herself, it was exciting, more exciting than anything she had ever experienced before.

"Tell me, are you enjoying yourself ?"he asked again.

It was hard enough to admit it to herself and she feel a sense of disgrace as she was forced to include her arousal. `` Yes. ``

'' Yes, what ? Tell us what you are enjoying. '' he asked

'' I am enjoying playing with herself while you watch. '' she admitted.

Saying the words aloud brought on a new undulation of shame and vulnerabity, and also rousing.

"Are you sure you're enjoying it, '' he asked,"Are you a smutty whore who fucks all comer and wanks in bars ? '' he asked.

"Yes, '' she admitted.

"Say it,"he insisted.

"I'm a cruddy working girl who fucks all comers and wanks in BAR '' she admitted.

"Do you like being a filthy tart, exposing yourself, does it cause your dirty pussy cry out for cock. '' he asked.

"Yes I like being a filthy whore,"Claire admitted,"And I like showing my tits and ass and exposing my filthy kitty and I need cock. '' and she started to cum."I like being a whore, I want cock, ohhhh god. I need rooster ! I need cock."she protested and then she just went hitch while gasping for breath.

The left her to recover, Mr D gently untied her and helped her to her understructure. He held her as she walked slowly to the position for a relief and collapsed into a chairwoman completely spent.

The rest of the evening passed in a blur of sucking rooster, cocks in her vagina, in her anus, sometimes one at a sentence, sometimes two or even three at a time. Claire completely lost count of the men and the orgasms she enjoyed or was it endured until around 3 a.m she finally got to take a well needed relaxation for more than 10 second. She curled up in the chair in the managers business office and dropped off to sleep

The manager returned, he gently shook her by the arm waking her."I heard good things about you young gentlewoman, '' he beamed,"Forget the hebdomad trial you got the job replete time if you want it. ''

Claire didn't really understand,"Oh, right, yes, thanks. '' she agreed sleepily.

"No maw barred, live in usable 24/7, posterior naked with catch and chain, that ok ? '' he asked.

She thought fast, the rip on her apartment, was killing her, living in would salve a fortune and it was only for a few weeks while she got back on her feet.

"Yes, ok. '' she agreed.

"That's fine, mansion here, '' he suggested.

She signed the dotted line.

He smiled and showed her the mordant leather dog collar. He lifted up her hair and placed it round her and buckled it. He clipped a tierce to a hoop at the figurehead of the arrest, tracing the cold chain over her nipples, which still highly sensitive from the suction cups.

He pulls on the mountain range to impart her to her feetand gently removes her chemise, her brace, her stockings and her dog and finally the petite bird to leave her competely naked.

"You feel sexy, you want to play with yourself ?"he asked.

Claire said nothing, she just spread her puss brim closed her eyes and started the yearn climbing to another shuddering climax