After leaving Uni Claire worked for a real estate company down town for a distich of eld until it folded in the clank of 2008

She struggled for a while doing odd chemise waitressing and temping in berth getting deeper in debt until she found out they were recruiting hostesses at a man's club down Town. She wouldn't be seen dead in such a billet usually but she was heroic and had nib to pay. She applied and got offered a week trial

valet de chambre's club

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

She stepped into the office for instructions.

"You're late, '' The manager barked."Get changed and get to puzzle out. ``

"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 transfer ? '' 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 midget doll that would barely treat her buttocks and a chemise with lace cups with a slit for her mamilla to stab through, paired with a brace rap, tiny lash and stockings. blackness senior high dog completed the tout ensemble."I look like a Fighting Joe 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 black dress, her pantihose and sensible shoes, she left her bra till endure pulling on the short black wench before slipping her panties off and only then slipped off her bra before pulling on the sack.

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

Claire put something horribly garish and lustrous red around her sassing and some thing shadow around her eyes.

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

He took a duo of suction loving cup from his drawer and ordered Claire to lick the rim so that the wet would put up a hard 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 bulb and applied the first of all cup over her entrust mammilla. Claire gasped as she felt her nipplle being pulled hard into the cup, and gasped again as he quickly repeated the cognitive operation on the indorsement nipple."Keep them them on until you go out onto the floor."he ordered

Claire stared unbelievingly as her nippled quickly enlarged and the piercing pain subsided to a assuage but persistent throb as the cups tugged at her tit.

The manager left the room to address to someone and when he returned he gave her nipples a squeeze through the cup to see how they fill the uncommitted blank within. Satisfied he pulled on both cupful, watching her boob stretch as the cupful refused to move over up their time lag on her nipples.

Finally, he gave one medulla oblongata a gentle hug to let go the sucking and pulled the cups off to admire the effect.



Her mammilla looked huge, more than than twice its usual size of it. He gave it a pinch to try out the effect on it's sensibility and she squealed in bother. He removed the cup from her former mamilla, giving it a blue touch 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 well-disposed hand on her shoulder,"Are you ready ?"he asked,"condom in the pockets 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 engorged nipple poking between the lace loving cup covering her white meat as he opened the room access and ushered her into the golf club's master lounge.. The floaty doll did nothing to preserve her modesty, yet she felt very feminine, and somehow innocent in the skimpy outfit.

"ma'am and valet may I introduce Claire, our up-to-the-minute 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 holes barred ! ``

With that he reached under her dame and pulled her thong down,"That's undecomposed !"he laughed, and he whispered,"Go bring in some glasses."

Claire spotted some vacuous deoxyephedrine on a humble tableand went to collect them but before she could reach them she felt an arm around her waist.

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

"spiritualist 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 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 categoric on the coffee board. She braced herself for the pain of his member forcing into her but instead his fellow member slid easily inside her. A shudder 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 uncaring unknown intent only on hs own pleasure but instead she found she was already wet with hullabaloo and as he pressed his hammer between her purulent lips 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 humor but suddenly in a sleazy club nearly naked in a lean outfit with people watching she found herself behaving like some seasoned whore.

Claire jabbing back at the unseen customer, 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 titty and pulled he onto his length. They rocked rhythmically and pleasantly until his breathing grew deep and he thrust with increasing urgency as his second approached. Claire gasped when she felt the slight paries of the condom pulsing as his cum stretched the flaccid latex paint leaving Claire frustrated. She wanted it in her womb but realised it was too dangerous. then he withdrew leaving her even more frustrated.

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

She need not have worried as almost immediately another client called her over and ordered her to brook in forepart of him and sprain around so he can get a good aspect. He liked what he saw so he pulled her down to sit on his lap, straddling him. He grasped her left pap between his digit and quarter round, pinching it and rolling it, enjoying her reaction of painful joy.

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

Claire shiver, Surely she can not endure the pain of having her nipples clamped while they are so swollen from the suction cups ?

Pulling on one nipple, he placed the clamp around the base and began to tighten it. It didn't take recollective before she began to whimper at the pain of having her huge, over-sensitive mammilla squeezed between the clamps. He placed the other clamp onto the other tit and then lifted the mountain chain and put the inwardness of it into her sass, 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 clit. As she relaxed so the pain in her nipples begins to dull, to a pleasant throbbing. Her head argument back, she pulls on the range of mountains and that causes it to tug sharply on her nipples. She gasped and the mountain chain fell from her backtalk. He smiled down at her, tightened the clamps slightly and attached a connector to slightly bowdlerize the chain between them before returning it to her lip.

Then he resumed stroking her clitoris. After a while, the pleasure began to take over again, distracting her from the pain in the ass in her nipples. Suddenly he put two fingers into her moist cunt. Claire cried out in surprise, letting the chain fall.

Calmly, he tightened the clamp again, ignoring her whimpers of protest. He adjusted the connector to further shorten the Chain. To keep it in her back talk, she now had to keep her head forward at a slightly unnatural angle in order to trim the line on her nipples. His fingers again pumped into her cunt and his thumb brushed over her clit with every thrust.

Even though she tried to move with him, each push caused the mountain chain to tug on her tit, distracting her and preventing her from the release of reaching an sexual climax, despite the growing delight.

'' I could hold tormenting you all evening, '' he tells her, smirking, `` but I 'm sure some of the former cuss are waiting for their spell. 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 back talk for her to suck them clean before removing the clinch, giving her nipple a final squeeze before he released her.

Claire had no time to reclaim before another guy calls her over. He sat her on his knee, his hands roamed over her soundbox before gently stroking her sore nipples. His head set to suckle on each nipple, soothing the pain with his warm glossa. Then he softly commanded her to kneel and to thrash his hammer.

She pulled it out of his pants and took the bulging purple head in her mouth. He repeated his direction 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 tender smudge making him groan in pleasure.

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

Claire closed her mouth around his prick, slowly moving her sass up and down, taking it a little bit deeper each time until she reached the base. She picked up the footstep and suddenly she feels his cum begin to spurt into her lip. 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 dick back in his drawers as Claire slipped out of the room for a quick boozing.

"Hey what did I differentiate 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 suction cupful and put them on her nipples. After being clamped not long ago, they were still very sensitive and she felt the tug of the sucking even more keenly. She made herself a coffee and rested for about about ten bit, knowing that she was needed back out in the waiting area.

She removed the suction cup and looked down to find that her mammilla had swollen once more to the huge size of it that they were when she started the eventide.

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

She shrieked in pain and he took vantage of her opened mouth to force his dick between her lip.

Claire gagged slightly, unable to claim his entire length. She attempted to use her handwriting to hold the base of his stopcock, trying to forestall him thrusting too deeply, but he tooks her hands and placed them behind her back. He took his bash and wrapped it around her radiocarpal joint fastening them securely behind her spinal column.

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

Sensations raced through Claires thinker, 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 lip, and sprayed pasty white cum across her nose and face before laughing,"Now you really are a foul whore. '' as he untied her wrists and waved her off dismissively.

Claire withdraw to the power clean up and reapply her makeup. This time she remembered to use the suction cups on her tit while she did so. By the meter she removed them to return to bring, her mamilla are so sensitive that even a slight encounter over them caused her twat to tingle.

As soon as she walked back into the sofa a guy beckoned her over, asking her to get him a glass of whisky, a bottle of lube and a butt stopper.

Claire fetched the items from the bar and handed them to him. He took a sip of whisky before dripping some lubricator onto the buttplug and ordering her to flex over in front man of him.

She did as he asked but it made her bloom to feel so exposed. The view that the man had such an cozy scene of her bum jam and her and twat 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 bead plug into the tight chocolate-brown bud of her bum. He whispered"Just getting it ready to have my cock later,"he chuckled, as she felt the first beads of the plug begin to unfold her as he continues to push, and then he gives it a sudden house shove to drive the widest beadwork into her bum causing her to yip in surprisal.

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 prophylactic already over his surd rooster. He pulled her onto his lap, facing away from him, making sure that her wet pussy lined up with his peter, before pulling her downwards andforcing his full length inside her in one backbreaking thrus.t He held her still and she whimpered at the monumental size of the cock deep in her kitty alongside the plug in her bum.

He released his adhesive friction on her, and ordered her to ride his hammer. She moved up and down on his rooster as he continued to rip her downwards onto him, forcing her to take in his stallion length.

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

Her branch wobbled as she walked the scant aloofness to where his friend was sitting. He ordered her to bend over his lap. Again, she feel exposed, her slight skirt doing zero to hide his view of her plugged bum hole and her wet pussy.

He caressed her nates before pushing the sparking plug deeper into her. Then his hand swished down in a sharp splap across her buttocks. Claire clenches the plug as he continues to spank 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 kitty juices ooze from her let out slit.

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

He pauses to allow her to set to this new invassheon before beginning to bed her. His poking becoher harder and speedy 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 stab. He slowed slightly, and finally she reached the point of no retort as a crashing sexual climax shook her intact body through the combinatsheon of his cock in her bum and her own fingers on her clit. Her spasms set off his sexual climax as her legs gave way and she collapse into a chairwoman, moaning in pleasure.

He generously allows her a few moments to arrest her intimation and recuperate a picayune before asking her to pick his cock with her tongue.

Claire looked at him and shook her fountainhead, she needed a quietus, she was completely spent.

She stood up and wobbled uncertainly back to the position. Mandy another of the air hostess 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 knickknack 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 rude, how about we do a show together ?"

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

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

Claire forgot the suction cups, forgot the coffee bean and took a big clout 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 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 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 elbow room and ordered her to lie on it, positioning her so that she lay on her backrest with her understructure widely apart at the recession of the table and her knees bent.

A large cushion was placed under her head. He picked up a distance of rope and began wrapping it around her leg, circling her second joint and shin with loops and nautical mile that held her leg in its bent position. One end of the roach was round her mortise joint and the other was at her second joint and both ends were then tied to table leg to hold them in position. As he repeated the slavery on her other leg, she relaxed into the spirit of the soft forget me drug sliding over her skin and the rhythmic pattern of the loop-the-loop and knot.

Claire realised she was allow for helpless, restrained in a very exposed positsheon, unable to move her legs either to straighten them or to bring in them together. Another guy pulled up a dining chair and sat down. Claire realised that the cushion under her mind 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,"frolic with your clitoris 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 misplace herself in her pleasure, wanting to exclude out the thought that mens eyes are watching her intently, mindful that other men have also gathered around her.

'' hold on your eyes undecided, '' individual 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 facial expression as he watched her flush. `` You 're enjoying this, slut, 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 energise than anything she had ever experienced before.

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

It was hard enough to acknowledge it to herself and she feel a sense of shame as she was forced to admit 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 waving of shame and vulnerabity, and also arousal.

"Are you sure you're enjoying it, '' he asked,"Are you a lousy working girl who fucks all comers and wanks in Browning automatic rifle ? '' he asked.

"Yes, '' she admitted.

"Say it,"he insisted.

"I'm a lousy whore who fucks all comers and wanks in bars '' she admitted.

"Do you like being a filthy whore, exposing yourself, does it make your filthy pussy cry out for dick. '' he asked.

"Yes I like being a filthy whore,"Claire admitted,"And I like showing my titty and ass and exposing my foul pussy and I need dick. '' 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 feet. He held her as she walked slowly to the post for a residue and collapsed into a chair completely spent.

The rest of the evening passed in a fuzz of sucking cocks, shaft in her vagina, in her anus, sometimes one at a time, sometimes two or even three at a time. Claire completely lost numeration 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 residual for more than 10 minutes. She curled up in the chair in the coach office and dropped off to sleep

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

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

"No holes barred, live in available 24/7, tail end naked with taking into custody and chain, that ok ? '' he asked.

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

"Yes, ok. '' she agreed.

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

She signed the dotted line.

He smiled and showed her the Shirley Temple Black leather choker. He lifted up her hair and placed it round her and buckled it. He clipped a three to a annulus at the forepart of the shoe collar, tracing the cold range of mountains over her nipples, which still highly tender from the sucking cups.

He pulls on the chain to play her to her feetand gently removes her chemise, her suspenders, her stockings and her heels and finally the bantam skirt to leave her competely naked.

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

Claire said aught, she just spread her pussy lips closed her eyes and started the long climb to another shuddering climax