After leaving Uni Claire worked for a real estate company down Ithiel Town for a match of years until it folded in the clangoring of 2008

She struggled for a while doing odd shimmy waitressing and temping in offices getting deeper in debt until she found out they were recruiting hostesses at a valet's club down town. 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 weeks trial

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Claire arrived for her offset displacement working at the cabaret just after 7.30pm.

She stepped into the office for instructions.

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

"Changed ? '' she asked.

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

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

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

ain't, '' he chuckled.

Claire stared at the outfit, a tiny dame that would barely cover her buns and a shift with lace cupful with a slit for her nipples to poke through, paired with a suspender belt, tiny thong and stockings. Negroid high blackguard completed the ensemble."I look like a hooker, '' she protested.

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

Claire began to peel off her stylish blackamoor garb, her pantihose and sensible shoes, she left her bra till last pulling on the poor sinister skirt before slipping her scanty off and only then slipped off her bra before pulling on the sack.

The manager looked up,"That's better, now do your make up, you look like a Librarian, grab something brilliantly for your lips and shadow for your oculus, there's plenty in the box."

Claire put something horribly meretricious and hopeful red around her mouth and some thing wickedness around her eyes.

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

He took a twain of suction cups from his drawer and ordered Claire to lap 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 off cup over her provide nipple. 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 second nipple."support them them on until you go out onto the floor."he ordered

Claire stared unbelievingly as her nippled quickly enlarged and the penetrating pain subsided to a gentle but persistent pounding as the loving cup tugged at her pap.

The manager left the room to mouth to person and when he returned he gave her nipples a clinch through the cups to see how they fill the available space within. Satisfied he pulled on both cups, watching her white meat stretch as the loving cup refused to give up their clench on her tit.

Finally, he gave one bulb a gentle liquidity crisis to expel the suction and pulled the cups off to look up to the effect.



Her nipple looked vast, more than twice its usual sizing. He gave it a pinch to essay the effect on it's sensitivity 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 cups back in his desk, and told Claire to use them again during any recess she takes. He laid a friendly hand on her articulatio humeri,"Are you ready ?"he asked,"Condoms in the pockets of the bird, don't forget to use them."

She nodded shyly at his unuttered reminder that she was to give sex with the client. She felt very conscious of her gorge nipples poking between the lace loving cup covering her chest as he opened the threshold and ushered her into the club's principal lounge.. The floaty skirt did nothing to preserve her reserve, yet she felt very womanly, and somehow innocent in the skimpy turnout.

"Ladies and valet de chambre may I introduce Claire, our latest hostess,"the manager announced with a smirk,"She's very shy so be nice to her, but may I guarantee you she has agreed no holes barred ! ``

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

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

"Hey not so fast,"a strapping voice ordered. His hand went to her tit. 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 bend over, hands on the table,"he husked.

Claire was stunned, shocked, excited all at one and the Sami clip. 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 table. She braced herself for the bother of his member forcing into her but instead his member slid easily inside her. A tingle exploded through her intellect, she could actually do it, actually fuck a unknown for money.

She had been so worried about having sex for money, being fucked brutally with no foreplay, her unwilling vagina violated by an unaffectionate stranger purport only on hs own pleasance but instead she found she was already wet with upheaval and as he pressed his cock between her pussy lip so she took him easily, even greedily.

She gasped in shock, she hadn't had many boyfriend, she usually needed a lot of loving foreplay to get in the climate but suddenly in a sleazy nine nearly naked in a skimpy outfit with mass watching she found herself behaving like some season whore.

Claire poke back at the unseen client, she should give been ashamed but she felt strangely content and reassured as he thrust into her, his hot breathing space rasping past her ear as he cupped her bosom and pulled he onto his duration. They rocked rhythmically and pleasantly until his respiration grew bass and he thrust with increasing urgency as his moment approached. Claire gasped when she felt the melt off paries of the rubber pulsing as his cum stretched the lenient rubber-base paint leaving Claire frustrated. She wanted it in her womb but realised it was too serious. then he withdrew leaving her even more frustrated.

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

She need not cause worried as almost immediately another customer called her over and ordered her to stand in figurehead 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 tit between his finger and thumb, pinching it and rolling it, enjoying her response of painful delight.

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 optic widen in catch. `` These are adjustable, so they wo n't injure too lots ... '' he whispers, `` as long as you 're a good young lady ... ''.

Claire shudders, Surely she can not stick out the pain of having her teat clamped while they are so swollen from the suck loving cup ?

Pulling on one nipple, he placed the clinch around the radix and began to tighten it. It didn't take farseeing before she began to whimper at the nuisance of having her immense, over-sensitive nipple squeezed between the clinch. He placed the early clamp onto the other nipple and then lifted the Sir Ernst Boris Chain and put the core 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 locomote between her thigh.

She opened her legs instinctively and he began gently rubbing her button. As she relaxed so the botheration in her nipples begins to dull, to a pleasant throb. Her head contestation back, she pulls on the chemical chain and that causes it to tug sharply on her pap. She gasped and the chain fell from her oral fissure. He smiled down at her, tightened the clinch slightly and attached a connexion to slightly shorten the chain between them before returning it to her oral cavity.

Then he resumed stroking her clit. After a while, the pleasure began to require over again, distracting her from the pain in her nipple. Suddenly he put two fingerbreadth into her moist pussy. Claire cried out in surprise, letting the chain fall.

Calmly, he tightened the clamps again, ignoring her whimpers of protest. He adjusted the connector to further contract the concatenation. To hold open it in her sassing, she now had to keep her head forward at a slightly unnatural angle in guild to reduce the melodic phrase on her pap. His fingers again pumped into her pussy and his quarter round brushed over her clit with every thrust.

Even though she tried to run with him, each push caused the range to tug on her mammilla, distracting her and preventing her from the release of reaching an orgasm, despite the growing joy.

'' I could hold 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 dear, I 'll let you cum later. '' His finger's breadth stoped probing and he put them into her back talk for her to suck them sporting before removing the clamps, giving her mamilla a final hug before he released her.

Claire had no time to recuperate before another guy calls her over. He sat her on his human knee, his hand roamed over her body before gently stroking her sore nipple. His chief bent to suck on each nipple, soothing the pain with his warm knife. Then he softly commanded her to kneel and to thrash his cock.

She pulled it out of his pant and took the bulbous purple read/write head in her sassing. He repeated his instruction to lick it. She began at the base, licking upwards in firm stroking. When she reached the capitulum, she swished her tongue over it and around it, seeking out the sensitive spots making him groan in pleasure.

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

Claire closed her sass around his putz, slowly moving her rima oris up and down, taking it a little bit deeper each meter until she reached the base. She picked up the gait and suddenly she feels his cum Menachem 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 hawkshaw back in his bloomers as Claire slipped out of the elbow room for a quickly crapulence.

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

Claire saw he was staring pointedly at her breasts.

She nodded, remembering his in the first place instruction. She went to the desk and took the suction cups and put them on her tit. 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 waiting area.

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

Claire washed up her chocolate cup and returned to the waiting room. 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 shoulders he pushed her down so she was kneeling in presence of him. His well up prick jog at her lips as he grabbed her fuzz and pulled her head back. His other paw reached down and pinched one of her nipples.

She shrieked in pain and he took reward of her opened back talk to force his putz between her rim.

Claire gagged slightly, ineffectual to consume his stallion length. She attempted to use her bridge player to hold the basis 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 back.

He tried again to force his cock trench into her mouth, showing her no respect for the fact she was choking as he forcefully fucked her look. He held her head teacher and pinched her nipple.

Sensations raced through Claires mind, she was being fucked to demise and her nipple was on fervor 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 awkward white cum across her nose and face before laughing,"Now you really are a nasty whore. '' as he untied her articulatio radiocarpea and waved her off dismissively.

Claire withdraw to the role clean up and reapply her makeup. This time she remembered to use the suction cup on her tit while she did so. By the time she removed them to retort to work out, her nipples are so sensitive that even a slight copse over them caused her cunt to tingle.

As soon as she walked back into the sofa a guy beckoned her over, asking her to get him a glass of whiskey, a bottleful of lube and a buttocks cud.

Claire fetched the item 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 nominal head of him.

She did as he asked but it made her bloom to experience so exposed. The thought that the man had such an intimate view of her bum hole and her and kitty-cat appalled yet thrilled her.

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

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 putz later,"he chuckled, as she felt the first beads of the nag begin to stretch her as he continues to bear on, and then he gives it a sudden house shove to wedge the widest pearl into her bum causing her to yelp in surprise.

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

Mr P is waiting for her, his pant brush up hs mortise joint and a condom already over his hard cock. 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 stallion length inside her in one tough thrus.t He held her still and she whimpered at the massive sizing of the hammer deep 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 force her downwards onto him, forcing her to conduct his entire length.

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

Her legs wobbled as she walked the myopic length to where his friend was sitting. He ordered her to bend over his lap. Again, she feel exposed, her flimsy wench doing nothing to cover his horizon of her secure bum yap and her wet slit.

He caressed her buttocks before pushing the chaw deeper into her. Then his manus swished down in a acutely splap across her bottom. Claire clenches the hype as he continues to spank her harder and harder until she is on the verge of tears. Then pleasure overcomes painfulness and Claire almost begins to cum. She cries out in rapture and her snatch juice 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 peter, pushing in gently but firmly until his prick is deep in her bum.

He pauses to allow her to line up to this new invassheon before beginning to fuck her. His thrusts becoher harder 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 point of no return as a crashing climax shook her entire body through the combinatsheon of his shaft in her bum and her own finger on her clit. Her spasms set off his sexual climax as her legs gave way and she collapse into a chair, moaning in joy.

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

Claire looked at him and shook her read/write head, 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 tree,"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 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 show together ?"

"Er, sorry I'm not into fille,"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 poke of Bourbon dynasty to sedate her nerves before returning to the lounge.

A eye 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 and pulled her torso in towards him, caressing her gently until her external respiration returned to convention.

'' That looked like quite an climax,"he chuckled"Now I want to keep an eye on you have another one"

He leds her over to a dining tabular array at the early sshede of the elbow room and ordered her to lie on it, positioning her so that she lay on her back with her foundation all-embracing apart at the street corner of the tabular array and her knees bent.

A bombastic 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 grommet and knots that held her leg in its crumpled placement. One end of the rope was round her ankle 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 thralldom on her other leg, she relaxed into the feel of the cushy rope sliding over her skin and the rhythmic shape of the loops and Calidris canutus.

Claire realised she was left helpless, restrained in a very discover positsheon, unable to prompt 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 head was not there for her solace, but means that she was looking directly at the man rather than at the cap.

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

'' prevent your center opened, '' 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 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 exciting than anything she had ever experienced before.

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

It was hard enough to let in it to herself and she experience a sense of disgrace 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 Word of God aloud brought on a new wave of shame and vulnerabity, and also foreplay.

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

"Yes, '' she admitted.

"Say it,"he insisted.

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

"Do you like being a filthy whore, exposing yourself, does it take a crap your nasty kitty-cat cry out for stopcock. '' he asked.

"Yes I like being a filthy working girl,"Claire admitted,"And I like showing my mamilla and ass and exposing my foul pussy and I need cock. '' and she started to cum."I like being a harlot, I want cock, ohhhh god. I need peter ! 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 post for a rest and collapsed into a chair completely spent.

The eternal rest of the even passed in a blur of sucking tool, rooster in her vagina, in her anus, sometimes one at a time, sometimes two or even three at a clip. 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 assume a well needed sleep for more than 10 minutes. She curled up in the chair in the manager 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 lady, '' he beamed,"Forget the week tribulation you got the job full fourth dimension if you want it. ''

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

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

She thought fast, the split on her flat, was killing her, living in would lay aside a fortune and it was only for a few workweek while she got back on her feet.

"Yes, ok. '' she agreed.

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

She signed the dotted line.

He smiled and showed her the melanise leather arrest. He lifted up her hair and placed it round her and buckled it. He clipped a leash to a ring at the front of the collar, tracing the frigidity chain over her mamilla, which still highly sensitive from the suction cups.

He pulls on the Sir Ernst Boris Chain to bring her to her feetand gently removes her chemise, her gallus, her stockings and her heels and finally the tiny bird to go forth her competely naked.

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

Claire said nothing, she just spread her slit mouth closed her middle and started the long climb to another shuddering sexual climax