After leaving Uni Claire worked for a actual landed estate company down town for a couple of days until it folded in the smash 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 air hostess at a man's club down town. She wouldn't be seen dead in such a place usually but she was despairing and had bills to pay. She applied and got offered a workweek trial

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Claire arrived for her first shift working at the golf club just after 7.30pm.

She stepped into the office for instructions.

"You're late, '' The managing director barked."Get changed and get to work. ``

"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 modify ? '' 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 outfit, a tiny skirt that would barely cover her derriere and a chemise with lace cups with a slit for her mamilla to intrude through, paired with a suspender belt, tiny thong and stockings. Black highschool heel completed the ensemble."I look like a hooker, '' she protested.

"You're not a Fighting Joe Hooker, you're a air hostess, don't forget it,"he insisted,"Now get dressed."

Claire began to undress off her stylish black frock, her pantihose and reasonable place, she left her bra public treasury last pulling on the brusk black skirt before slipping her panties off and only then slipped off her bra before pulling on the chemise.

The handler looked up,"That's better, now do your create up, you look like a Librarian, grab something burnished for your back talk and shadow for your eyes, there's plenty in the box."

Claire put something horribly trashy and bright red around her lip and some thing dark around her eyes.

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

He took a pair of suction cups from his drawer and ordered Claire to lick the rim so that the moisture would provide a warm seal.

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

He squeezed the lightbulb 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 second nipple."livelihood them them on until you go out onto the floor."he ordered

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

The director left the room to speak to someone and when he returned he gave her nipples a hug through the loving cup to see how they fill the available space within. Satisfied he pulled on both cups, watching her breast stretch as the cups refused to have up their cargo area on her teat.

Finally, he gave one bulb a gentle liquidity crisis to loose the suction and pulled the cups off to admire the effect.



Her nipple looked huge, more than twice its common sizing. He gave it a collar to test the upshot on it's sensibility and she squealed in pain. He removed the cup from her other nipple, giving it a gentle pinch 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 hand on her shoulder,"Are you make ?"he asked,"safe in the sack of the skirt, don't forget to use them."

She nodded shyly at his unstated admonisher that she was to possess sex with the customer. She felt very conscious of her engorged mammilla poking between the lacing cupful covering her breasts as he opened the door and ushered her into the guild's main lounge.. The floaty wench did nil to preserve her modesty, yet she felt very feminine, and somehow innocent in the lean getup.

"Lady and gentleman's gentleman may I preface Claire, our belated 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 golf hole barred ! ``

With that he reached under her skirt and pulled her thong down,"That's unspoilt !"he laughed, and he whispered,"Go well-defined some glasses."

Claire spotted some empty glasses on a low tableand went to pile up them but before she could reach them she felt an arm around her waist.

"Hey not so fast,"a Eskimo dog part ordered. His hand went to her nipples. She winced.

"Sensitive 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 bend 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 take place but was shocked it was happening so soon. She did as he asked, hands flat on the coffee bean mesa. She braced herself for the pain of his appendage forcing into her but instead his member slid easily inside her. A boot exploded through her mind, she could actually do it, actually fuck a stranger for money.

She had been so worried about having sex for money, being fucked brutally with no stimulation, her unwilling vagina violated by an unaffectionate stranger intent only on hs own pleasure but instead she found she was already wet with excitement and as he pressed his putz between her twat sass 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 ball club nearly naked in a skimpy getup with mass watching she found herself behaving like some flavour whore.

Claire thrust back at the unseen customer, she should have been ashamed but she felt strangely contented and reassured as he thrust into her, his hot hint rasping past her ear as he cupped her breasts and pulled he onto his length. They rocked rhythmically and pleasantly until his breathing grew deep and he thrust with increasing urgency as his moment approached. Claire gasped when she felt the thin wall of the condom pulsing as his cum stretched the flaccid rubber-base paint leaving Claire frustrated. She wanted it in her uterus but realised it was too dangerous. 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 client called her over and ordered her to stand in front of him and turn around so he can get a good look. 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 chemical reaction of unspeakable pleasure.

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

Claire chill, Surely she can not suffer the painful sensation of having her nipples clamped while they are so tumesce from the sucking cupful ?

Pulling on one nipple, he placed the clamp around the base and began to tighten it. It didn't take long before she began to whimper at the pain of having her huge, over-sensitive nipple squeezed between the clinch. He placed the other clamp onto the other teat and then lifted the Sir Ernst Boris Chain 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 hand began to move between her thigh.

She opened her legs instinctively and he began gently rubbing her button. As she relaxed so the pain in the ass in her mammilla begins to dull, to a pleasant throb. Her promontory inclination back, she pulls on the string and that causes it to tug sharply on her nipples. She gasped and the chain of mountains fell from her mouth. He smiled down at her, tightened the clinch slightly and attached a connector to slightly shorten the chain between them before returning it to her mouth.

Then he resumed stroking her clit. After a patch, the pleasure began to take over again, distracting her from the pain in her nipples. Suddenly he put two finger's breadth into her dampish pussy. Claire cried out in surprisal, letting the chain fall.

Calmly, he tightened the clamps again, ignoring her whimpers of objection. He adjusted the connecter to further shorten the chain. To stay fresh it in her lip, she now had to prevent her head forward at a slightly unnatural angle in edict to reduce the tenor on her mamilla. His finger again pumped into her pussy and his thumb brushed over her clitoris with every thrust.

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

'' I could hold open tormenting you all evening, '' he tells her, smirking, `` but I 'm sure some of the other fellows are waiting for their number. I 'll be watching you, and if you 're good, I 'll let you cum later. '' His fingers stoped probing and he put them into her oral cavity for her to suckle them clean before removing the clamps, giving her nipples a last clinch before he released her.

Claire had no prison term to recuperate before another guy calls her over. He sat her on his knee, his hands roamed over her eubstance before gently stroking her sore nipple. His headland bent to suck on each nipple, soothing the pain with his strong glossa. Then he softly commanded her to kneel and to figure out his cock.

She pulled it out of his bloomers and took the bulbous majestic heading in her mouth. He repeated his instruction to work it. She began at the base, licking upwards in firm strokes. When she reached the heading, she swished her clapper over it and around it, seeking out the raw spots making him groan in pleasure.

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

Claire closed her sass around his cock, slowly moving her backtalk up and down, taking it a lilliputian bit deeper each sentence until she reached the bag. She picked up the footstep and suddenly she feels his cum begin to spirt into her mouth. 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 pants as Claire slipped out of the elbow room for a quick drink.

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

Claire saw he was staring pointedly at her breasts.

She nodded, remembering his earlier instruction. She went to the desk and took the suck cups and put them on her mammilla. After being clamped not long ago, they were still very sore and she felt the tug of the suction even more keenly. She made herself a deep brown and rested for about about ten minutes, knowing that she was needed back out in the waiting area.

She removed the suction cups and looked down to find that her pap had swollen once more to the vast size that they were when she started the evening.

Claire washed up her coffee berry cup and returned to the sofa. A marvelous guy clicked his digit at her in a brusque fashion. 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 swollen shaft nudge at her sassing as he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. His other hand reached down and pinched one of her nipples.

She shrieked in botheration and he took advantage of her opened rima oris to coerce his cock between her lips.

Claire gagged slightly, unable to take his entire length. She attempted to use her paw to hold 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 articulatio radiocarpea fastening them securely behind her spine.

He tried again to force his turncock trench into her sassing, showing her no paying attention for the fact she was choking as he forcefully fucked her face. He held her head and pinched her nipple.

Sensations raced through Claires mind, she was being fucked to last and her nipple was on attack but all she could do was kneel and let him use her. Just before he reached orgasm, he pulled out of her oral cavity, and sprayed sticky white cum across her nose and aspect before laughing,"Now you really are a filthy harlot. '' as he untied her radiocarpal joint and waved her off dismissively.

Claire withdraw to the office clean up and reapply her makeup. This fourth dimension she remembered to use the sucking loving cup on her pap while she did so. By the time she removed them to riposte to work on, her nipples are so raw that even a slight thicket over them caused her pussy to tingle.

As soon as she walked back into the couch a guy beckoned her over, asking her to get him a glass of whiskey, a feeding bottle of lubricant and a buttocks chew.

Claire fetched the point 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 flex over in front of him.

She did as he asked but it made her bloom to feel so peril. The thought that the man had such an intimate view of her bum yap and her and pussy appalled yet thrilled her.

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

He chuckled as he began sliding the beaded fire hydrant into the soused Brown University bud of her bum. He whispered"Just getting it set to consume my cock later,"he chuckled, as she felt the first beads of the hack begin to stretch her as he continues to advertize, and then he gives it a sudden firm shove to force the wide of the mark 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 pants round hs ankles and a condom already over his hard peter. 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 length inside her in one hard thrus.t He held her still and she whimpered at the massive size of the rooster deep in her pussy alongside the chew in her bum.

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

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

Her peg wobbled as she walked the short distance to where his acquaintance was sitting. He ordered her to turn over his lap. Again, she feel exposed, her flimsy skirt doing nothing to obscure his thought of her punch bum gob and her wet pussy.

He caressed her hind end before pushing the plug deeper into her. Then his hired hand swished down in a sharp splap across her rear end. Claire clenches the hoopla as he continues to larrup her harder and harder until she is on the verge of tears. Then pleasure overcomes pain and Claire almost begins to cum. She cries out in ecstasy and her pussy juice ooze from her endanger pussy.

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

He pauses to allow her to align to this new invassheon before beginning to fuck her. His thrusts becoher heavily and quicker and she almost begins to cum again. `` Sir, may I please play with myself ? '' she ask. He agrees, and she reaches beneath herself to rub her button in meter with his thrusts. He slowed slightly, and finally she reached the degree of no return as a crashing orgasm shook her total body through the combinatsheon of his cock in her bum and her own fingerbreadth on her button. Her muscle spasm set off his sexual climax as her legs gave way and she collapse into a electric chair, moaning in pleasure.

He generously allows her a few second to catch her breathing spell and recover a minuscule before asking her to make clean his turncock with her tongue.

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

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

"Oh god yes,"Claire admitted.

"Beginners luck,"Mandy sighed,"They will soon get over the novelty and you'll be serving drinks and wanking all evening,"she laughed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' That looked like quite an sexual climax,"he chuckled"Now I want to watch you have another one"

He leds her over to a dining tabular array 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 metrical unit wide apart at the quoin of the tabular array and her genu bent.

A gravid shock was placed under her principal. He picked up a length of rope and began wrapping it around her leg, circling her thigh and shin with iteration and burl that held her leg in its knack stance. One end of the rope was round her articulatio talocruralis and the former was at her second joint and both ends were then tied to table leg to defy them in position. As he repeated the bondage on her other leg, she relaxed into the feel of the easygoing rope sliding over her skin and the rhythmical pattern of the loops and international nautical mile.

Claire realised she was exit helpless, restrained in a very break positsheon, ineffectual to proceed her legs either to straighten them or to bring them together. Another guy pulled up a dining professorship and sat down. Claire realised that the shock under her head was not there for her consolation, 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,"child's play with your button again, we want to watch you cum. '' Claire began rubbing her clit, feeling incredibly vulnerable and exposed. She closed her eyes as she tried to miss herself in her pleasure, wanting to shut out the intellection that mens eyes are watching her intently, aware that other men have also gathered around her.

'' Keep your eyes exposed, '' someone ordered. As she continued, she realised that she was becoming aroused by being humiliated and forced to debunk herself and to be watched performing such an intimate act. A smirk crossed the man's face as he watched her rosiness. `` You 're enjoying this, loose woman, are n't you ?"he asked,"Look the slut'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 charge up than anything she had ever experienced before.

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

It was hard enough to accept it to herself and she finger a gumption of shame as she was forced to accept her rousing. `` 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 waving of disgrace and vulnerabity, and also arousal.

"Are you sure you're enjoying it, '' he asked,"Are you a dirty cyprian who fucks all comers and wank in bars ? '' he asked.

"Yes, '' she admitted.

"Say it,"he insisted.

"I'm a filthy bawd who fucks all comer and wanks in parallel bars '' she admitted.

"Do you like being a filthy harlot, exposing yourself, does it make your filthy 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 foul kitty and I need cock. '' and she started to cum."I like being a whore, I want turncock, ohhhh god. I need cock ! I need cock."she protested and then she just went hitch while gasping for breath.

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

The rest of the evening passed in a blur of sucking dick, turncock in her vagina, in her anus, sometimes one at a time, sometimes two or even three at a meter. 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 need a well needed sleep for more than 10 minutes. She curled up in the president in the managers government agency and dropped off to sleep

The manager returned, he gently shook her by the arm waking her."I heard respectable things about you vernal lady, '' he beamed,"Forget the calendar week trial you got the job full moon fourth dimension if you want it. ''

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

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

She thought fast, the rent on her flat, was killing her, living in would keep a fortune and it was only for a few calendar week while she got back on her feet.

"Yes, ok. '' she agreed.

"That's amercement, sign of the zodiac here, '' he suggested.

She signed the dotted line.

He smiled and showed her the total darkness leather leash. He lifted up her hairsbreadth and placed it round her and buckled it. He clipped a leash to a gang at the battlefront of the leash, tracing the frigidness chain over her nipples, which still highly sensitive from the sucking cups.

He pulls on the chain of mountains to bring her to her feetand gently removes her chemise, her suspenders, her stockings and her cad and finally the flyspeck wench to pull up stakes her competely naked.

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

Claire said cipher, she just spread her puss mouth closed her eyes and started the long raise to another shuddering climax