After leaving Uni Claire worked for a real estate company down townsfolk for a couple of years until it folded in the crash of 2008

She struggled for a patch doing odd shifts waitressing and temping in place getting deeper in debt until she found out they were recruiting hostesses at a Gentlemen's club down town. She wouldn't be seen absolutely in such a place usually but she was desperate and had placard to pay. She applied and got offered a weeks tribulation

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Claire arrived for her first duty period working at the club just after 7.30pm.

She stepped into the office for instructions.

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

"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 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 diminutive skirt that would barely cover her buttocks and a teddy with lacing cupful with a pussy for her nipples to poke through, paired with a brace belt, tiny thong and stockings. inkiness high bounder completed the corps de ballet."I look like a hooker, '' she protested.

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

Claire began to peel off her stylish melanize clothes, her pantihose and sensible skid, she left her bra public treasury last pull on the short total darkness doll before slipping her panties off and only then slipped off her bra before pulling on the teddy.

The manager looked up,"That's better, now do your cook up, you look like a librarian, grab something bright for your lips and dark for your center, there's plentitude in the box."

Claire put something horribly trashy and smart red around her oral fissure and some thing nighttime around her eyes.

The director looked on approvingly."Your nipples are n't prominent enough. ''

He took a pair of suction cups from his draftsman and ordered Claire to lick the rim so that the moisture 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 accept his terms. She licked the rim.

He squeezed the medulla oblongata and applied the first cup over her give nipple. Claire gasped as she felt her nipplle being pulled hard into the cup, and gasped again as he quickly repeated the physical process on the second nipple."hold them them on until you go out onto the floor."he ordered

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

The manager left the room to speak to someone 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 breasts stretch as the cup refused to give up their hold on her nipples.

Finally, he gave one bulb a gentle squeeze to release the suction and pulled the cups off to admire the effect.



Her mammilla looked Brobdingnagian, more than twice its usual size of it. He gave it a pinch to test the effect on it's sensitivity and she squealed in pain in the neck. He removed the cup from her other nipple, giving it a entitle jot as he did so.



He placed the cups back in his desk, and told Claire to use them again during any breaks she takes. He laid a friendly handwriting on her shoulder,"Are you ready ?"he asked,"safe in the air hole of the annulus, don't forget to use them."

She nodded shyly at his unexpressed monitor that she was to have sex with the client. She felt very conscious of her engorge pap poking between the lace cups covering her breasts as he opened the door and ushered her into the baseball club's main lounge.. The floaty dame did nothing to uphold her modestness, yet she felt very feminine, and somehow innocent in the skimpy outfit.

"madam and gentleman's gentleman may I introduce Claire, our latest stewardess,"the manager 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 dame and pulled her thong down,"That's better !"he laughed, and he whispered,"Go clear some glasses."

Claire spotted some empty-bellied glasses on a small tableand went to collect them but before she could turn over them she felt an arm around her waist.

"Hey not so fast,"a strapping representative 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 India rubber ?"he asked.

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

"So bend dexter over, hands on the tabular array,"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 coffee table. She braced herself for the bother of his member forcing into her but instead his appendage slid easily inside her. A thrill 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 foreplay, her unwilling vagina violated by an detached alien aim only on hs own pleasure but instead she found she was already wet with excitement and as he pressed his cock between her pussy lip so she took him easily, even greedily.

She gasped in jounce, she hadn't had many boyfriends, she usually needed a lot of loving foreplay to get in the modality but suddenly in a sleazy lodge nearly naked in a skimpy outfit with multitude watching she found herself behaving like some temper whore.

Claire jab back at the unobserved client, she should have been ashamed but she felt strangely content and reassured as he thrust into her, his hot breath rasping past her ear as he cupped her bosom and pulled he onto his duration. They rocked rhythmically and pleasantly until his ventilation grew thick and he thrust with increasing urgency as his moment approached. Claire gasped when she felt the dilute wall of the rubber pulsing as his cum stretched the balmy rubber-base paint leaving Claire frustrated. She wanted it in her womb but realised it was too grave. then he withdrew leaving her even more foiled.

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

She need not sustain worried as almost immediately another customer called her over and ordered her to stick out in front of him and change by reversal around so he can get a unspoilt tone. 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 ovolo, pinching it and rolling it, enjoying her reaction of irritating pleasance.

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

Claire tremor, Surely she can not brave out the pain of having her mammilla clamped while they are so vain from the suction cups ?

Pulling on one pap, he placed the clinch around the root and began to reduce it. It didn't take long before she began to whimper at the pain sensation of having her vast, over-sensitive tit squeezed between the clinch. He placed the early clinch onto the other nipple and then lifted the range 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 second joint.

She opened her legs instinctively and he began gently rubbing her clit. As she relaxed so the bother in her nipple begins to dull, to a pleasant throb. Her header contention back, she pulls on the chain and that causes it to tug sharply on her nipples. She gasped and the chain fell from her mouthpiece. He smiled down at her, tightened the clamps slightly and attached a connecter to slightly shorten the chain between them before returning it to her mouth.

Then he resumed stroking her clit. After a while, the delight began to take over again, distracting her from the pain in her teat. Suddenly he put two fingers into her damp snatch. Claire cried out in surprise, letting the chain fall.

Calmly, he tightened the clamps again, ignoring her whine of protestation. He adjusted the connector to further reduce the chain. To keep it in her mouth, she now had to preserve her headway forward at a slightly unnatural angle in rules of order to reduce the stress on her nipples. His fingers again pumped into her pussy and his thumb brushed over her clitoris with every thrust.

Even though she tried to be active with him, each push caused the chain of mountains to tug on her pap, 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 crook. 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 mouth for her to go down on them light before removing the clamps, giving her nipples a final squeeze before he released her.

Claire had no time to recover before another guy calls her over. He sat her on his human knee, his hands roamed over her organic structure before gently stroking her sore nipples. His head set to suck on each nipple, soothing the annoyance with his tender lingua. Then he softly commanded her to kneel and to lick his stopcock.

She pulled it out of his pants and took the bulbous purple head in her oral cavity. He repeated his instruction to lick it. She began at the base, licking upwards in firm stroke. When she reached the head, she swished her natural language over it and around it, seeking out the sensitive dapple making him moan in pleasure.

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

Claire closed her brim around his tool, slowly moving her sass up and down, taking it a little bit deeper each metre until she reached the base. She picked up the pace and suddenly she feels his cum begin to spurt 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 putz back in his gasp as Claire slipped out of the room for a prompt boozing.

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

Claire saw he was staring pointedly at her breasts.

She nodded, remembering his earlier pedagogy. 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 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 observe that her nipples had swollen once more to the vast size of it that they were when she started the evening.

Claire washed up her chocolate cup and returned to the lounge. A tall guy clicked his fingers at her in a brusque mode. She walked across to him and smiled awkwardly. He was already naked from the waistline down. He stood up and taking he by the shoulders he pushed her down so she was kneeling in front of him. His swollen cock nudges 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 pain and he took vantage of her opened mouth to pull his cock between her lips.

Claire gagged slightly, ineffective to take his total duration. She attempted to use her hand to hold up the base of operations of his turncock, trying to preclude 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 dorsum.

He tried again to storm his shaft deep into her mouth, showing her no regard for the fact she was choking as he forcefully fucked her fount. He held her headspring and pinched her nipple.

Sensations raced through Claires mind, she was being fucked to death and her nipple was on fire 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 River cum across her nose and boldness before laughing,"Now you really are a lousy whore. '' as he untied her wrists and waved her off dismissively.

Claire withdraw to the role clean up and reapply her makeup. This clock time she remembered to use the suction loving cup on her nipple while she did so. By the time she removed them to return to work, her nipples are so sore that even a svelte brush over them caused her pussycat to tingle.

As soon as she walked back into the lounge a guy beckoned her over, asking her to get him a glass of whiskey, a feeding bottle of lubricant and a butt joint hack.

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

She did as he asked but it made her blush to feel so scupper. The thought that the man had such an cozy view of her bum hollow and her and pussy appalled yet thrilled her.

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

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

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

Mr P is waiting for her, his bloomers round down hs ankles and a condom already over his hard cock. He pulled her onto his lap, facing away from him, making sure that her wet snatch lined up with his cock, before pulling her downwards andforcing his stallion length inside her in one hard thrus.t He held her still and she whimpered at the monumental size of the cock trench in her pussycat alongside the sparking plug in her bum.

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

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

Her branch wobbled as she walked the dead distance to where his acquaintance was sitting. He ordered her to flex over his lap. Again, she feel exposed, her thin skirt doing null to hide out his view of her plugged bum gob and her wet kitty.

He caressed her buttocks before pushing the jade deeper into her. Then his hand swished down in a acutely splap across her buttocks. Claire clenches the plug as he continues to larrup her harder and harder until she is on the verge of crying. Then pleasance overcomes painfulness and Claire almost begins to cum. She cries out in ecstasy and her snatch juices ooze from her scupper 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 rich in her bum.

He pauses to allow her to set to this new invassheon before beginning to fuck her. His thrusts becoher knockout 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 clit in time with his thrusts. He slowed slightly, and finally she reached the item of no return as a crashing orgasm shook her entire body through the combinatsheon of his cock in her bum and her own fingers on her clitoris. Her spasms set off his orgasm as her leg gave way and she collapse into a professorship, moaning in pleasure.

He generously allows her a few moments to trip up her breathing place and recover a petty before asking her to clean house his cock with her tongue.

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

She stood up and wobbled uncertainly back to the office. Mandy another of the hostesses was sitting drinking deep brown,"Did the love child make you cum ?"she asked.

"Oh god yes,"Claire admitted.

"founder luck,"Mandy sighed,"They will soon get over the bangle and you'll be serving drinks and wanking all eventide,"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 bills !"Mandy agreed,"Later perhaps ?"

Claire forgot the suction cupful, forgot the coffee bean and took a big biff of Bourbon to settle down 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 rawness after her orgasm he gently beckoned her over. He sat her on his knee joint and pulled her organic structure in towards him, caressing her gently until her external respiration returned to normal.

'' That looked like quite an orgasm,"he chuckled"Now I want to watch 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 spinal column with her feet wide apart at the nook of the table and her knees bent.

A large cushion was placed under her head. He picked up a duration of rope and began wrapping it around her leg, circling her thigh and shin with iteration and Calidris canutus that held her leg in its stoop location. One end of the rope was round her ankle and the early was at her thigh and both end were then tied to table leg to arrest them in lieu. As he repeated the bondage on her other leg, she relaxed into the feel of the piano rope sliding over her pelt and the rhythmic traffic pattern of the loops and mile.

Claire realised she was exit helpless, restrained in a very queer positsheon, ineffective to displace her pegleg either to straighten them or to take them together. Another guy pulled up a dining president and sat down. Claire realised that the shock absorber under her head was not there for her comforter, 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 clitoris again, we want to watch you cum. '' Claire began rubbing her clitoris, feeling incredibly vulnerable and exposed. She closed her eyes as she tried to suffer herself in her pleasure, wanting to shut out the thought process that mens middle are watching her intently, aware that other men have also gathered around her.

'' Keep your eyes receptive, '' somebody 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 intimate act. A smirk crossed the man's face as he watched her blush. `` You 're enjoying this, jade, are n't you ?"he asked,"Look the trollop'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 find a sense of pity as she was forced to acknowledge 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 ignominy and vulnerabity, and also arousal.

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

"Yes, '' she admitted.

"Say it,"he insisted.

"I'm a filthy whore who fucks all arrival and jerking off in ginmill '' she admitted.

"Do you like being a filthy bawd, exposing yourself, does it throw your filthy pussy cry out for peter. '' he asked.

"Yes I like being a filthy working girl,"Claire admitted,"And I like showing my boob and ass and exposing my filthy pussy and I need cock. '' and she started to cum."I like being a harlot, I want hammer, ohhhh god. I need cock ! I need cock."she protested and then she just went hobble while gasping for breath.

The left her to recover, Mr D gently untied her and helped her to her feet. He held her as she walked slowly to the office for a rest and collapsed into a professorship completely spent.

The relaxation of the evening passed in a blur of sucking stopcock, rooster in her vagina, in her anus, sometimes one at a time, sometimes two or even three at a time. Claire completely lost count of the men and the sexual climax she enjoyed or was it endured until around 3 a.m she finally got to hold a well needed rest for more than 10 minutes. She curled up in the chairperson in the managing director berth and dropped off to kip

The managing director returned, he gently shook her by the arm waking her."I heard good things about you young lady, '' he beamed,"Forget the weeks trial you got the job full sentence if you want it. ''

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

"No cakehole barred, live in useable 24/7, stub naked with collar and chain, that ok ? '' he asked.

She thought fast, the rent on her apartment, was killing her, living in would relieve a fortune and it was only for a few weeks 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 disastrous leather collar. He lifted up her hair and placed it round her and buckled it. He clipped a troika to a ring at the forepart of the collar, tracing the cold chemical chain over her mamilla, which still highly sensitive from the suction cups.

He pulls on the concatenation to bring her to her feetand gently removes her shimmy, her suspenders, her stockings and her heels and finally the tiny skirt to leave her competely naked.

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

Claire said nothing, she just spread her pussy back talk closed her eyes and started the long climb to another shuddering coming