After leaving Uni Claire worked for a literal demesne troupe down town for a match of years until it folded in the clangoring of 2008

She struggled for a while doing odd teddy waitressing and temping in offices getting deeper in debt until she found out they were recruiting hostesses at a man's club down township. She wouldn't be seen absolutely in such a place usually but she was desperate and had bills to pay. She applied and got offered a hebdomad trial run

Gentleman's ball club

Claire arrived for her first shimmy working at the ball club 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 work dressed like that can you ? '' he snapped,"Here wear this, '' he continued and threw a pile of clothes 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 to the lowest degree I hope you

ain't, '' he chuckled.

Claire stared at the outfit, a flyspeck skirt that would barely enshroud her cheek and a shift with lace cups with a slit for her teat to poke through, paired with a suspender belt, tiny flip-flop and stockings. Black high-pitched bounder completed the tout ensemble."I look like a floozy, '' she protested.

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

Claire began to flake off off her stylish blackened dress, her pantihose and sensible place, she left her bra till last pulling on the little smuggled skirt before slipping her panty off and only then slipped off her bra before pulling on the slip.

The manager looked up,"That's better, now do your have up, you look like a librarian, grab something smart for your backtalk and dark for your eyes, there's plenty in the box."

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

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

He took a pair of suck cupful from his drawer and ordered Claire to figure out 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 damage. She licked the rim.

He squeezed the medulla and applied the first cup over her leave 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."hold them them on until you go out onto the floor."he ordered

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

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

Finally, he gave one bulb a gentle squeeze to exhaust the suction and pulled the loving cup off to look up to the effect.



Her nipple looked immense, more than than twice its common sizing. He gave it a pinch to try the upshot on it's sensitiveness 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 breaks she takes. He laid a friendly hand on her articulatio humeri,"Are you ready ?"he asked,"condom in the pockets of the annulus, don't forget to use them."

She nodded shyly at his unspoken reminder that she was to give sex with the client. She felt very witting of her engorged nipples poking between the lace loving cup covering her breasts as he opened the door and ushered her into the club's main lounge.. The floaty wench did naught to conserve her modesty, yet she felt very feminine, and somehow innocent in the skimpy outfit.

"Lady and valet may I enter Claire, our latest hostess,"the handler announced with a smirk,"She's very shy so be nice to her, but may I assure you she has agreed no hole 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 empty looking glass on a small tableand went to collect them but before she could strive them she felt an arm around her waist.

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

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

"No sir,"Claire said awkwardly.

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

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

"So crook over, mitt on the table,"he husked.

Claire was stunned, shocked, excited all at one and the Same fourth dimension. She knew this was going to occur but was shocked it was happening so soon. She did as he asked, hands flat on the coffee table. She braced herself for the pain of his member forcing into her but instead his member slid easily inside her. A chill 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 stranger intent only on hs own pleasure but instead she found she was already wet with excitation and as he pressed his cock between her kitty lip so she took him easily, even greedily.

She gasped in cushion, she hadn't had many fellow, she usually needed a lot of loving stimulation to get in the mood but suddenly in a sleazy club nearly naked in a lean outfit with people watching she found herself behaving like some flavour whore.

Claire thrust back at the unobserved customer, she should have been ashamed but she felt strangely depicted object and reassured as he thrust into her, his hot breathing space rasping past her ear as he cupped her breasts and pulled he onto his distance. They rocked rhythmically and pleasantly until his breathing grew deep and he thrust with increasing urging as his minute approached. Claire gasped when she felt the thin paries of the safety pulsing as his cum stretched the flaccid latex leaving Claire frustrated. She wanted it in her womb but realised it was too unsafe. then he withdrew leaving her even more frustrated.

Claire realised to her repulsion 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 abide in straw man of him and turn around so he can get a respectable facial expression. He liked what he saw so he pulled her down to sit on his lap, straddling him. He grasped her left mammilla between his finger and ovolo, pinching it and rolling it, enjoying her response of painful pleasure.

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

Claire shudders, Surely she can not hold up the pain of having her nipples clamped while they are so swollen from the suction loving cup ?

Pulling on one nipple, he placed the clamp around the Qaeda and began to reduce it. It didn't take long before she began to mewl at the pain in the neck of having her huge, over-sensitive teat squeezed between the clamp. He placed the early clamp onto the other tit and then lifted the chain and put the centre of it into her mouth, ordering her to hold open it there.

He manoeuvred her so that she is half-sitting, half-lying across his lap, and his handwriting began to run between her second joint.

She opened her legs instinctively and he began gently rubbing her clit. As she relaxed so the pain in her pap begins to muffle, to a pleasant throb. Her forefront tilts back, she pulls on the chain and that causes it to tug sharply on her nipples. She gasped and the chain fell from her sassing. He smiled down at her, tightened the clamps slightly and attached a connector to slightly expurgate the chain between them before returning it to her mouth.

Then he resumed stroking her clit. After a while, the pleasure began to need over again, distracting her from the infliction in her nipples. Suddenly he put two finger into her moist pussy. Claire cried out in surprise, letting the chain of mountains fall.

Calmly, he tightened the clamps again, ignoring her whimpers of objection. He adjusted the connector to further cut the Sir Ernst Boris Chain. To go on it in her mouth, she now had to keep her header forward at a slightly unnatural angle in order to reduce the strain on her tit. His finger again pumped into her pussy and his pollex brushed over her clit with every thrust.

Even though she tried to be active with him, each push caused the chain to tug on her nipples, 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 for sure some of the other swain are waiting for their turn. I 'll be watching you, and if you 're safe, I 'll let you cum later. '' His fingers stoped probing and he put them into her oral cavity for her to suck them clean before removing the clamp, giving her nipples a final squeeze before he released her.

Claire had no prison term to recover before another guy calls her over. He sat her on his knee, his hand roamed over her organic structure before gently stroking her sore mammilla. His head set to suck on each mammilla, soothing the pain with his ardent tongue. Then he softly commanded her to kneel and to thrash his cock.

She pulled it out of his pants and took the bulbous purple headspring in her mouth. He repeated his command to work it. She began at the base of operations, licking upwards in firm throw. When she reached the head teacher, she swished her spit over it and around it, seeking out the medium post making him groan in pleasure.

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

Claire closed her sass around his cock, slowly moving her backtalk up and down, taking it a fiddling bit deeper each clip 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 bury obediently like she is being paid to do.

The guy thanked her and slipped his freshly cleaned but limp dick back in his pants as Claire slipped out of the way for a quick drink.

"Hey what did I severalize you ?"the coach asks.

Claire saw he was staring pointedly at her breasts.

She nodded, remembering his earlier educational activity. She went to the desk and took the suction cup 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 deep brown and rested for about about ten bit, knowing that she was needed back out in the lounge.

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

Claire washed up her coffee cup and returned to the lounge. A marvellous guy clicked his fingers at her in a brusque personal 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 articulatio humeri he pushed her down so she was kneeling in figurehead of him. His tumesce cock jog at her lips as he grabbed her pilus and pulled her question back. His other hand reached down and pinched one of her nipples.

She shrieked in pain and he took advantage of her opened sassing to storm his putz between her lips.

Claire gagged slightly, unable to take his integral length. She attempted to use her hand to hold the base of his cock, trying to prevent him thrusting too deeply, but he tooks her manpower and placed them behind her back. He took his belt and wrapped it around her wrists fastening them securely behind her spinal column.

He tried again to ram his cock trench into her mouth, showing her no regard for the fact she was choking as he forcefully fucked her aspect. He held her capitulum and pinched her nipple.

Sensations raced through Claires mind, she was being fucked to end and her teat was on flack 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 pasty Stanford White cum across her olfactory organ and aspect before laughing,"Now you really are a filthy prostitute. '' as he untied her radiocarpal joint and waved her off dismissively.

Claire withdraw to the situation clean up and reapply her makeup. This time she remembered to use the suction cupful on her mamilla while she did so. By the time she removed them to return to work, her nipple are so sensitive that even a slight brush over them caused her pussy to tingle.

As soon as she walked back into the waiting room a guy beckoned her over, asking her to get him a glass of whiskey, a bottle of lube and a butt plug.

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 bend over in front of him.

She did as he asked but it made her rosiness to experience so exposed. The thought that the man had such an adumbrate vista of her bum gob 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 fireplug into the tight Robert Brown bud of her bum. He whispered"Just getting it set up to have my cock later,"he chuckled, as she felt the initiative string of beads of the spark plug 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 champion known as"Mr P,"reminding her to keep the plug in.

Mr P is waiting for her, his pant attack hs ankle joint and a condom already over his difficult cock. He pulled her onto his lap, facing away from him, making sure that her wet pussy lined up with his turncock, before pulling her downwards andforcing his stallion distance inside her in one hard thrus.t He held her still and she whimpered at the massive sizing of the tool deep in her pussy alongside the plug in her bum.

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

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

Her legs wobbled as she walked the suddenly distance to where his Quaker was sitting. He ordered her to stoop over his lap. Again, she feel exposed, her flimsy chick doing nix to hide his view of her plugged bum hollow and her wet pussy.

He caressed her tooshie before pushing the ballyhoo deeper into her. Then his paw 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 threshold of tears. Then pleasure overcomes painful sensation and Claire almost begins to cum. She cries out in transport and her puss juices ooze from her discover puss.

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

He pauses to allow her to adjust to this new invassheon before beginning to bonk her. His thrusts becoher backbreaking 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 clock time with his thrusts. He slowed slightly, and finally she reached the pointedness of no tax 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 coming as her legs gave way and she collapse into a chair, moaning in delight.

He generously allows her a few bit to view her breath and recover a little before asking her to clean his peter with her tongue.

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

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

"Oh god yes,"Claire admitted.

"tiro luck,"Mandy sighed,"They will soon get over the novelty and you'll be serving beverage 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 young lady,"she replied.

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

Claire forgot the sucking cupful, forgot the coffee tree and took a big slug of Bourbon to calm her spunk before returning to the lounge.

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

'' That looked like quite an coming,"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 room and ordered her to lie on it, positioning her so that she lay on her back with her animal foot wide apart at the corners of the table and her knees bent.

A large shock absorber was placed under her head. He picked up a length of rope and began wrapping it around her leg, circling her second joint and shinbone with closed circuit and burl that held her leg in its bent post. One end of the rope was round her ankle and the other was at her second joint and both end were then tied to table leg to nurse them in position. As he repeated the bondage on her former leg, she relaxed into the tactile property of the balmy circle sliding over her tegument and the rhythmic radiation pattern of the loops and knots.

Claire realised she was go away helpless, restrained in a very scupper positsheon, unable to move her peg either to tidy them or to lend them together. Another guy pulled up a dining chair 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 roof.

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

'' proceed your eyes open, '' someone 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 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 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 feel a signified of shame as she was forced to take 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 discussion aloud brought on a new wave of disgrace 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 Browning automatic rifle ? '' he asked.

"Yes, '' she admitted.

"Say it,"he insisted.

"I'm a nasty cyprian who fucks all arrival and wank in bars '' she admitted.

"Do you like being a filthy whore, 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 tit and ass and exposing my cruddy kitty-cat and I need cock. '' and she started to cum."I like being a whore, I want stopcock, ohhhh god. I need dick ! 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 substructure. He held her as she walked slowly to the power for a rest and collapsed into a president completely spent.

The relief of the even passed in a blur 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 count of the men and the orgasm she enjoyed or was it endured until around 3 a.m she finally got to take a well needed rest for more than 10 instant. She curled up in the chairman in the managers part and dropped off to sleep

The coach returned, he gently shook her by the arm waking her."I heard good thing about you offspring dame, '' he beamed,"Forget the weeks trial you got the job wax fourth dimension if you want it. ''

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

"No holes barred, live in uncommitted 24/7, prat naked with collar and chain, that ok ? '' he asked.

She thought fast, the rent on her apartment, was killing her, living in would save a hazard and it was only for a few hebdomad 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 black leather taking into custody. 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 taking into custody, tracing the common cold mountain chain over her nipples, which still highly raw from the suction cups.

He pulls on the chain to bring her to her feetand gently removes her chemise, her brace, her stockings and her blackguard and finally the petite skirt to exit her competely naked.

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

Claire said nothing, she just spread her kitty-cat lips closed her centre and started the prospicient climb to another shuddering climax