After leaving Uni Claire worked for a substantial estate ship's company down town for a couple of years until it folded in the smash of 2008

She struggled for a spell doing odd switch waitressing and temping in bureau getting deeper in debt until she found out they were recruiting stewardess at a Gentlemen's club down townsfolk. She wouldn't be seen dead in such a place usually but she was desperate and had bills to pay. She applied and got offered a week trial

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Claire arrived for her inaugural shift working at the cabaret just after 7.30pm.

She stepped into the function for instructions.

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

"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 dress at her.

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

"Sure right here, '' he replied,"You ain't got nothing I ain't seen before at least I hope you

ain't, '' he chuckled.

Claire stared at the getup, a tiny chick that would barely hatch her buttocks and a shift with lace cups with a slit for her teat to poke through, paired with a brace belt ammunition, bantam lash and stockings. Black high dog completed the tout ensemble."I look like a hooker, '' she protested.

"You're not a Hooker, you're a stewardess, don't forget it,"he insisted,"Now get dressed."

Claire began to disrobe off her fashionable black dress, her pantihose and sensible shoe, she left her bra public treasury last pulling on the short black dame before slipping her panties off and only then slipped off her bra before pulling on the shift.

The manager looked up,"That's better, now do your make up, you look like a bibliothec, catch something bright for your brim and dark for your eyes, there's mickle in the box."

Claire put something horribly garish and bright red around her sass and some thing nighttime around her eyes.

The manager looked on approvingly."Your mamilla are n't prominent enough. ''

He took a pair of suck cups from his draftsman and ordered Claire to bat the rim so that the moisture would provide a substantial seal of approval.

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

He squeezed the medulla oblongata and applied the first cup over her allow nipple. Claire gasped as she felt her nipplle being pulled hard into the cup, and gasped again as he quickly repeated the process on the second mamilla."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 mammilla.

The handler left the room to utter to person and when he returned he gave her nipples a squeeze through the cups to see how they fill the useable space within. Satisfied he pulled on both cups, watching her breasts stretch as the loving cup refused to give up their custody on her nipple.

Finally, he gave one bulb a blue squeeze to free the suction and pulled the cups off to look up to the effect.



Her nipple looked huge, Sir Thomas More than twice its usual sizing. He gave it a pinch to quiz the effect on it's sensitivity and she squealed in bother. He removed the cup from her former mamilla, giving it a gentle pinch as he did so.



He placed the cups back in his desk, and told Claire to use them again during any prison-breaking she takes. He laid a favorable hand on her shoulder joint,"Are you ready ?"he asked,"condom in the sac of the skirt, don't forget to use them."

She nodded shyly at his unvoiced reminder that she was to accept sex with the customers. She felt very conscious of her stuff teat poking between the lace loving cup covering her breasts as he opened the door and ushered her into the club's master lounge.. The floaty chick did nothing to save her modesty, yet she felt very feminine, and somehow ingenuous in the lean getup.

"Ladies and man may I introduce Claire, our a la mode hostess,"the manager announced with a smirk,"She's very shy so be nice to her, but may I assure you she has agreed no maw barred ! ``

With that he reached under her annulus and pulled her thong down,"That's punter !"he laughed, and he whispered,"Go crystalise some glasses."

Claire spotted some empty spyglass on a small tableand went to collect them but before she could reach them she felt an arm around her waist.

"Hey not so fast,"a husky interpreter ordered. His hand went to her nipple. She winced.

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

"No sir,"Claire said awkwardly.

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

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

"So crimp over, hands on the table,"he husked.

Claire was stunned, shocked, excited all at one and the same time. She knew this was going to happen but was shocked it was happening so soon. She did as he asked, hands flat on the umber tabular array. She braced herself for the pain of his extremity forcing into her but instead his member slid easily inside her. A rush exploded through her mind, 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 design only on hs own pleasance but instead she found she was already wet with excitement and as he pressed his prick between her kitty-cat back talk so she took him easily, even greedily.

She gasped in shock absorber, she hadn't had many young man, she usually needed a lot of loving foreplay to get in the mood but suddenly in a sleazy nine nearly naked in a lean getup with multitude watching she found herself behaving like some veteran whore.

Claire thrust back at the unseen client, she should accept been ashamed but she felt strangely content and reassured as he thrust into her, his hot intimation rasping past her ear as he cupped her boob and pulled he onto his length. They rocked rhythmically and pleasantly until his respiration grew deep and he thrust with increasing importunity as his moment approached. Claire gasped when she felt the melt off bulwark of the safe impulse as his cum stretched the diffuse latex leaving Claire frustrated. She wanted it in her womb but realised it was too dangerous. then he withdrew leaving her even more foil.

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 stand in front of him and turn around so he can get a good looking at. He liked what he saw so he pulled her down to sit on his lap, straddling him. He grasped her left nipple between his finger and pollex, pinching it and rolling it, enjoying her reaction of afflictive pleasure.

He reached down beside him, he pulled up a concatenation with a soft-tipped tweezer clamp attached to each end. He watches her closely as her center widen in apprehension. `` These are adjustable, so they wo n't hurt too very much ... '' he whispers, `` as long as you 're a good girl ... ''.

Claire shudders, Surely she can not last the hurting of having her pap clamped while they are so swollen from the suction cups ?

Pulling on one mammilla, he placed the clamp around the base and began to tighten it. It didn't take long before she began to mewl at the pain of having her Brobdingnagian, over-sensitive nipple squeezed between the clinch. He placed the former clamp onto the former nipple and then lifted the concatenation and put the centre of it into her mouth, ordering her to keep it there.

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

She opened her legs instinctively and he began gently rubbing her button. As she relaxed so the pain sensation in her nipples begins to blunt, to a pleasant throbbing. Her head tilts back, she pulls on the chain of mountains and that causes it to tug sharply on her nipples. She gasped and the chain fell from her mouth. He smiled down at her, tightened the clinch slightly and attached a connecter to slightly shorten the Sir Ernst Boris Chain between them before returning it to her oral cavity.

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

Calmly, he tightened the clamps again, ignoring her whine of protest. He adjusted the connector to further shorten the chain. To keep it in her mouth, she now had to keep her head forward at a slightly unnatural angle in order to shrink the nervous strain on her mamilla. His fingers again pumped into her kitty and his thumb brushed over her clit with every jabbing.

Even though she tried to propel with him, each push caused the chain to tug on her mammilla, distracting her and preventing her from the liberation of reaching an orgasm, despite the growing pleasure.

'' I could keep tormenting you all eve, '' 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 commodity, I 'll let you cum later. '' His fingers stoped probing and he put them into her mouth for her to suck them unclouded before removing the clamp, giving her nipple a final examination squeeze before he released her.

Claire had no time to reclaim before another guy calls her over. He sat her on his knee, his script roamed over her organic structure before gently stroking her sore mammilla. His capitulum bent to breastfeed on each nipple, soothing the pain with his ardent tongue. Then he softly commanded her to kneel and to lick his cock.

She pulled it out of his pant and took the bulbous royal head word in her backtalk. He repeated his pedagogy to lick it. She began at the base, licking upwards in firm strokes. When she reached the head, she swished her tongue over it and around it, seeking out the spiritualist spots making him groan in pleasure.

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

Claire closed her sassing around his cock, slowly moving her lip up and down, taking it a little bit deeper each time until she reached the cornerstone. She picked up the pace and suddenly she feels his cum Menachem Begin to forge into her sassing. 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 pecker back in his knickers as Claire slipped out of the room for a quick drink.

"Hey what did I secernate you ?"the manager asks.

Claire saw he was staring pointedly at her breasts.

She nodded, remembering his earlier teaching. 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 sensitive and she felt the tug of the suck even more keenly. She made herself a coffee and rested for about about ten minutes, knowing that she was needed back out in the sofa.

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

Claire washed up her coffee bean cup and returned to the sofa. A tall guy clicked his finger's breadth at her in a brusque manner. She walked across to him and smiled awkwardly. He was already naked from the waist down. He stood up and taking he by the shoulders he pushed her down so she was kneeling in front of him. His swell cock nudges at her backtalk as he grabbed her pilus and pulled her head back. His other hand reached down and pinched one of her nipples.

She shrieked in pain in the ass and he took advantage of her opened mouth to squeeze his cock between her sass.

Claire gagged slightly, ineffective to take his stallion length. She attempted to use her hired man to adjudge the base of his cock, trying to prevent him thrusting too deeply, but he tooks her hands and placed them behind her back. He took his belt and wrapped it around her wrists fastening them securely behind her book binding.

He tried again to thrust his cock deep into her mouth, showing her no compliments for the fact she was choking as he forcefully fucked her face. He held her head and pinched her nipple.

esthesis raced through Claires mind, she was being fucked to death and her nipple was on ardour 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 gummy White person cum across her nose and aspect before laughing,"Now you really are a dirty whore. '' as he untied her wrist joint and waved her off dismissively.

Claire withdraw to the role clean up and reapply her makeup. This time she remembered to use the suction cupful on her nipple while she did so. By the time she removed them to turn back to process, her nipples are so sensitive that even a slim encounter over them caused her pussy to tingle.

As soon as she walked back into the lounge a guy beckoned her over, asking her to get him a glassful of whisky, a bottle of lube and a coffin nail male plug.

Claire fetched the item from the bar and handed them to him. He took a sip of whisky before dripping some lube onto the buttplug and ordering her to turn away over in nominal head of him.

She did as he asked but it made her blush to feel so exposed. The thought that the man had such an informal thought of her bum hole and her and twat appalled yet thrilled her.

She worried that her kitty was now leaking moisture as she presented herself to him for his pleasance.

He chuckled as he began sliding the beaded plug into the pie-eyed browned bud of her bum. He whispered"Just getting it quick to take my cock later,"he chuckled, as she felt the first beading of the chaw Menachem Begin to stretch her as he continues to push, and then he gives it a sudden house shove to force the widest bead into her bum causing her to yelp in surprise.

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

Mr P is waiting for her, his drawers round hs ankle and a condom already over his hard cock. He pulled her onto his lap, facing away from him, making sure that her wet slit lined up with his cock, before pulling her downwards andforcing his full length inside her in one hard thrus.t He held her still and she whimpered at the monolithic sizing of the stopcock oceanic abyss in her pussy alongside the plug in her bum.

He released his grip on her, and ordered her to ride his cock. She moved up and down on his cock as he continued to pull her downwards onto him, forcing her to need his entire length.

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

Her legs wobbled as she walked the inadequate distance to where his Quaker was sitting. He ordered her to flex over his lap. Again, she feel disclose, her unconvincing skirt doing nothing to hide his view of her plugged bum hole and her wet pussy.

He caressed her buttocks before pushing the plug deeper into her. Then his mitt swished down in a discriminating splap across her tail. Claire clenches the chew as he continues to larrup her harder and harder until she is on the sceptre of tears. Then pleasure overcomes botheration and Claire almost begins to cum. She cries out in ecstasy and her pussy juices ooze from her expose scratch.

He pulls her unsloped, and pulls the plug out of her bum before quickly replacing it with his condom clad tool, pushing in gently but firmly until his stopcock is cryptic in her bum.

He pauses to grant her to adjust to this new invassheon before beginning to have it away her. His thrusts becoher harder and quicker and she almost begins to cum again. `` Sir, may I please toy with myself ? '' she ask. He agrees, and she reaches beneath herself to rub her clit in time with his knife thrust. He slowed slightly, and finally she reached the gunpoint of no return as a crashing sexual climax shook her stallion body through the combinatsheon of his cock in her bum and her own fingers on her clit. Her cramp set off his sexual climax as her legs gave way and she collapse into a chair, moaning in delight.

He generously allows her a few moments to catch her breath and recover a little before asking her to clean his cock with her tongue.

Claire looked at him and shook her head, she needed a residuum, she was completely spent.

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

"Oh god yes,"Claire admitted.

"founder luck,"Mandy sighed,"They will soon get over the freshness and you'll be serving crapulence and wanking all evening,"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 display together ?"

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

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

Claire forgot the suction cup, forgot the coffee and took a big clout of bourbon to settle down her nerves before returning to the lounge.

A centre aged guy known as Mr J had been watching Claire and sensing her need for a bit of tenderness after her sexual climax he gently beckoned her over. He sat her on his knee and pulled her body in towards him, caressing her gently until her external respiration returned to formula.

'' That looked like quite an orgasm,"he chuckled"Now I want to ascertain you have another one"

He leds her over to a dining table at the former sshede of the room and ordered her to lie on it, positioning her so that she lay on her back with her groundwork wide apart at the corners of the table and her knee bent.

A tumid shock absorber was placed under her drumhead. He picked up a length of rope and began wrapping it around her leg, circling her second joint and shin with loop and knots that held her leg in its bent position. One end of the rope was round her articulatio talocruralis and the early was at her second joint and both destruction were then tied to tabularise leg to hold them in side. As he repeated the bondage on her other leg, she relaxed into the feel of the soft roach sliding over her skin and the rhythmic pattern of the closed circuit and gnarl.

Claire realised she was left helpless, restrained in a very divulge positsheon, unable to motivate her legs either to straighten them or to play them together. Another guy pulled up a dining chair and sat down. Claire realised that the cushion under her head was not there for her puff, but means that she was looking directly at the man rather than at the roof.

'' Now, that's better isn't it,"the guy asked,"romp with your clit again, we want to catch you cum. '' Claire began rubbing her clit, feeling incredibly vulnerable and exposed. She closed her optic as she tried to lose herself in her pleasure, wanting to shut out the idea that mens eyes are watching her intently, mindful that other men have also gathered around her.

'' Keep your eyes open, '' someone ordered. As she continued, she realised that she was becoming aroused by being humiliated and forced to peril herself and to be watched performing such an intimate act. A smirk crossed the man's fount as he watched her blush. `` You 're enjoying this, jade, are n't you ?"he asked,"Look the adulteress'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 energise than anything she had ever experienced before.

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

It was hard enough to intromit it to herself and she feel a sense of shame as she was forced to hold 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 row aloud brought on a new wave of shame and vulnerabity, and also arousal.

"Are you sure you're enjoying it, '' he asked,"Are you a filthy cyprian who fucks all comers and wanks in measure ? '' he asked.

"Yes, '' she admitted.

"Say it,"he insisted.

"I'm a filthy whore who fucks all comers and wank in barroom '' she admitted.

"Do you like being a filthy whore, exposing yourself, does it induce your filthy slit cry out for shaft. '' he asked.

"Yes I like being a filthy prostitute,"Claire admitted,"And I like showing my nipple and ass and exposing my dirty pussy and I need peter. '' and she started to cum."I like being a whore, I want cock, ohhhh god. I need cock ! I need cock."she protested and then she just went limp while gasping for breath.

The left her to recover, Mr D gently untied her and helped her to her metrical foot. He held her as she walked slowly to the office for a sleep and collapsed into a electric chair completely spent.

The rest of the evening passed in a fuzz of sucking cocks, cocks in her vagina, in her anus, sometimes one at a fourth dimension, 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 rest for more than 10 minutes. She curled up in the chair in the managers office and dropped off to sleep

The coach returned, he gently shook her by the arm waking her."I heard good things about you Pres Young ma'am, '' he beamed,"Forget the weeks trial you got the job wide time if you want it. ''

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

"No hole barred, live in available 24/7, butt end naked with collar and chain, that ok ? '' he asked.

She thought fast, the snag on her apartment, was killing her, living in would spare a chance and it was only for a few workweek while she got back on her feet.

"Yes, ok. '' she agreed.

"That's mulct, sign here, '' he suggested.

She signed the dotted line.

He smiled and showed her the dark leather collar. He lifted up her pilus and placed it round her and buckled it. He clipped a leash to a gang at the front of the collar, tracing the cold chain over her mamilla, which still highly sensitive from the suction cups.

He pulls on the range of mountains to convey her to her feetand gently removes her chemise, her brace, her stockings and her cad and finally the tiny doll to leave her competely naked.

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

Claire said nothing, she just spread her pussy brim closed her eyes and started the long upgrade to another shuddering climax