After leaving Uni Claire worked for a real the three estates ship's company down townspeople for a couple of twelvemonth until it folded in the crash of 2008

She struggled for a patch doing odd shifts waitressing and temping in offices getting deeper in debt until she found out they were recruiting hostesses at a Gentlemen'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 run

Gentleman's club

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

She stepped into the billet for instructions.

"You're late, '' The Manager barked."Get changed and get to make for. ``

"Changed ? '' she asked.

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

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

"Sure rightfulness 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 dame that would barely cover her buttocks and a chemise with lace cups with a slit for her tit to poke through, paired with a suspender belt, tiny thong and stockings. Black high cad completed the 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 disrobe off her fashionable contraband dress, her pantihose and sensible shoes, she left her bra till last pulling on the short black skirt 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 prepare up, you look like a librarian, grab something burnished for your brim and darkness for your eyes, there's plenty in the box."

Claire put something horribly gaudy and bright red around her mouth and some thing dark around her eyes.

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

He took a duet of sucking cup from his draftsman and ordered Claire to lick the rim so that the moisture would provide a impregnable 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 oblongata and applied the first cup over her unexpended nipple. Claire gasped as she felt her nipplle being pulled hard into the cup, and gasped again as he quickly repeated the appendage on the second pap."sustenance them them on until you go out onto the floor."he ordered

Claire stared unbelievingly as her nippled quickly enlarged and the abrupt painfulness subsided to a lenify but persistent throb as the loving cup tugged at her nipples.

The manager left the way to speak to someone and when he returned he gave her nipples a squeeze through the cup to see how they fill the available quad within. Satisfied he pulled on both cupful, watching her breasts stretch as the cups refused to give up their detention on her mamilla.

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



Her nipple looked huge, more than twice its usual size. He gave it a speck to quiz the effect on it's sensitiveness and she squealed in botheration. He removed the cup from her other nipple, giving it a gentle taking into custody 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 shoulder joint,"Are you ready ?"he asked,"rubber in the air pocket of the wench, don't forget to use them."

She nodded shyly at his unvoiced reminder that she was to throw sex with the client. She felt very conscious of her overeat pap poking between the lace cups covering her boob as he opened the door and ushered her into the club's briny lounge.. The floaty chick did nothing to preserve her modesty, yet she felt very feminine, and somehow innocent in the skimpy rig.

"Ladies and Gentlemen may I introduce Claire, our tardy air 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 fix barred ! ``

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

Claire spotted some void glasses on a small tableand went to collect them but before she could hand them she felt an arm around her waist.

"Hey not so fast,"a husky voice ordered. His paw went to her mammilla. 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 twist over, hands on the mesa,"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 deep brown mesa. She braced herself for the pain of his member forcing into her but instead his appendage slid easily inside her. A thrill exploded through her thinker, 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 arousal, her unwilling vagina violated by an uncaring alien intent only on hs own pleasure but instead she found she was already wet with excitement and as he pressed his cock between her pussy back talk so she took him easily, even greedily.

She gasped in stupor, she hadn't had many boyfriends, she usually needed a lot of loving stimulation to get in the humour but suddenly in a sleazy ball club nearly naked in a skimpy outfit with citizenry watching she found herself behaving like some temper whore.

Claire thrust back at the unobserved customer, she should have been ashamed but she felt strangely message and reassured as he thrust into her, his hot breath rasping past her ear as he cupped her breasts and pulled he onto his duration. They rocked rhythmically and pleasantly until his breathing grew deep and he thrust with increasing urging as his moment approached. Claire gasped when she felt the thin rampart of the safe impulse as his cum stretched the mild 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 cock, needed dick, needed to cum..

She need not have worried as almost immediately another client called her over and ordered her to place upright 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 fingerbreadth and ovolo, pinching it and rolling it, enjoying her response of irritating pleasance.

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 eyes widen in catch. `` These are adjustable, so they wo n't bruise too much ... '' he whispers, `` as long as you 're a well girl ... ''.

Claire shudders, Surely she can not last the botheration of having her tit clamped while they are so egotistic from the suction loving cup ?

Pulling on one nipple, he placed the clinch around the base and began to tighten it. It didn't take yearn before she began to whimper at the pain sensation of having her huge, over-sensitive tit squeezed between the clamps. He placed the other clamp onto the former nipple and then lifted the chain and put the centre of it into her mouth, ordering her to go along it there.

He manoeuvred her so that she is half-sitting, half-lying across his lap, and his bridge player began to move between her thighs.

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

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

Calmly, he tightened the clamps again, ignoring her whimpers of objection. He adjusted the connector to further abridge the chain. To keep it in her rima oris, she now had to celebrate her head forward at a slightly abnormal Angle in order to lose weight the strain on her pap. His fingers again pumped into her pussy and his thumb brushed over her clit with every jab.

Even though she tried to move with him, each pushing caused the chain to tug on her pap, distracting her and preventing her from the release of reaching an climax, despite the growing pleasure.

'' I could sustain tormenting you all evening, '' he tells her, smirking, `` but I 'm for sure some of the early fellows are waiting for their turn. I 'll be watching you, and if you 're serious, I 'll let you cum later. '' His fingers stoped probing and he put them into her mouth for her to wet-nurse them clean before removing the clamps, giving her pap a final exam squeeze before he released her.

Claire had no time to find before another guy calls her over. He sat her on his knee, his script roamed over her body before gently stroking her sore mammilla. His read/write head bent to suck on each nipple, soothing the painful sensation with his ardent spit. Then he softly commanded her to kneel and to lick his cock.

She pulled it out of his pants and took the bulb-shaped imperial promontory in her mouthpiece. He repeated his instruction 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 sensitive spots making him groan in pleasure.

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

Claire closed her sass around his peter, slowly moving her sassing up and down, taking it a lilliputian bit deeper each time until she reached the base. She picked up the gait and suddenly she feels his cum Begin to spirt 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 tool back in his pants as Claire slipped out of the way for a fast beverage.

"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 suction cupful and put them on her nipples. After being clamped not long ago, they were still very sensible and she felt the tug of the suction even more keenly. She made herself a java and rested for about about ten minutes, 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 Brobdingnagian size that they were when she started the evening.

Claire washed up her coffee cup and returned to the couch. A marvellous 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 berm he pushed her down so she was kneeling in front of him. His swollen rooster nudges at her lips as he grabbed her hairsbreadth and pulled her forefront back. His other bridge player reached down and pinched one of her nipples.

She shrieked in hurting and he took reward of her opened mouth to force his cock between her lips.

Claire gagged slightly, unable to take his entire length. She attempted to use her mitt to hold the base of his cock, trying to foreclose 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 peter deep into her backtalk, showing her no regard for the fact she was choking as he forcefully fucked her face. He held her heading and pinched her nipple.

whiz raced through Claires mind, she was being fucked to dying 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 mouthpiece, and sprayed viscid T. H. White cum across her nose and face before laughing,"Now you really are a filthy whore. '' as he untied her carpus and waved her off dismissively.

Claire withdraw to the office clean up and reapply her makeup. This time she remembered to use the suction loving cup on her pap while she did so. By the time she removed them to return to work, her mammilla are so tender that even a rebuff 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 lubricant and a coffin nail stopple.

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

She did as he asked but it made her flush to find so exposed. The thought that the man had such an cozy view of her bum hole 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 bead spark plug into the cockeyed chocolate-brown bud of her bum. He whispered"Just getting it make to take my turncock later,"he chuckled, as she felt the low gear beads of the plug Menachem Begin to extend her as he continues to tug, and then he gives it a sudden firm shove to impel the widest 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 save the plug in.

Mr P is waiting for her, his pants round hs mortise joint and a prophylactic already over his hard cock. He pulled her onto his lap, facing away from him, making trusted that her wet kitty-cat lined up with his putz, before pulling her downwards andforcing his entire length inside her in one knockout thrus.t He held her still and she whimpered at the massive sizing of the prick deep in her slit alongside the nag in her bum.

He released his grip 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 hire his stallion length.

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

Her legs wobbled as she walked the curtly distance to where his Friend was sitting. He ordered her to turn over his lap. Again, she feel disclose, her flimsy dame doing cipher to cover his view of her plug bum jam and her wet pussy.

He caressed her buns before pushing the wad deeper into her. Then his helping hand swished down in a sharp splap across her cheek. Claire clenches the jade as he continues to spank her harder and harder until she is on the verge of tears. Then pleasure overcomes nuisance and Claire almost begins to cum. She cries out in ecstasy and her pussy juices ooze from her debunk slit.

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

He pauses to appropriate her to adjust to this new invassheon before beginning to fuck her. His thrusts becoher laborious and quicker and she almost begins to cum again. `` Sir, may I please recreate 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 orgasm shook her entire body through the combinatsheon of his pecker in her bum and her own digit on her clitoris. Her muscle spasm set off his sexual climax as her legs gave way and she collapse into a chairperson, moaning in pleasure.

He generously allows her a few moments to catch her hint and recoup a small before asking her to houseclean his dick with her tongue.

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

She stood up and wobbled uncertainly back to the office. Mandy another of the hostess was sitting drinking coffee bean,"Did the dickhead make you cum ?"she asked.

"Oh god yes,"Claire admitted.

"Beginners luck,"Mandy sighed,"They will soon get over the fallal and you'll be serving drinkable 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 display together ?"

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

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

Claire forgot the suction cups, forgot the umber and took a big type slug of Bourbon to calm her cheek before returning to the lounge.

A middle aged guy known as Mr J had been watching Claire and sensing her penury for a bit of tenderness after her orgasm 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 pattern.

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

He leds her over to a dining mesa at the former sshede of the room and ordered her to lie on it, positioning her so that she lay on her cover with her substructure wide apart at the corners of the tabular array and her stifle bent.

A large shock was placed under her head. He picked up a length of rope and began wrapping it around her leg, circling her thigh and tibia with loops and mile that held her leg in its bent placement. One end of the forget me drug was round her ankle and the early was at her thigh and both oddment were then tied to table leg to contain them in position. As he repeated the bondage on her former leg, she relaxed into the feel of the soft roofy sliding over her skin and the rhythmic convention of the grummet and knot.

Claire realised she was left helpless, restrained in a very uncovered positsheon, unable to act her leg either to straighten them or to bring them together. Another guy pulled up a dining chair and sat down. Claire realised that the shock under her headway was not there for her comfort, 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,"frolic with your clitoris again, we want to learn you cum. '' Claire began rubbing her clit, feeling incredibly vulnerable and exposed. She closed her eyes as she tried to lose herself in her joy, wanting to shut out the mentation that mens heart are watching her intently, aware that other men have also gathered around her.

'' Keep your eye open, '' soul 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 confidant act. A smirk crossed the man's cheek as he watched her blush. `` 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 charge than anything she had ever experienced before.

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

It was hard enough to hold it to herself and she feel a sense of pity 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 Logos aloud brought on a new wave of shame and vulnerabity, and also arousal.

"Are you sure you're enjoying it, '' he asked,"Are you a lousy fancy woman who fucks all arriver and wanks in legal community ? '' he asked.

"Yes, '' she admitted.

"Say it,"he insisted.

"I'm a filthy sporting lady who fucks all comers and wanks in BAR '' she admitted.

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

"Yes I like being a filthy working girl,"Claire admitted,"And I like showing my boob and ass and exposing my lousy pussy and I need cock. '' and she started to cum."I like being a bawd, 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 go back, Mr D gently untied her and helped her to her base. He held her as she walked slowly to the office for a eternal sleep and collapsed into a president completely spent.

The rest of the evening passed in a blur of sucking dick, cocks 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 adopt a well needed rest for more than than 10 minutes. She curled up in the president in the managers authority and dropped off to sleep

The manager returned, he gently shook her by the arm waking her."I heard dear things about you untried ma'am, '' he beamed,"Forget the weeks trial you got the job full time if you want it. ''

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

"No gob barred, live in available 24/7, behind 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 chance and it was only for a few weeks while she got back on her feet.

"Yes, ok. '' she agreed.

"That's amercement, planetary house here, '' he suggested.

She signed the dotted line.

He smiled and showed her the black leather leash. He lifted up her tomentum and placed it round her and buckled it. He clipped a trio to a ring at the front line of the apprehension, tracing the coldness chemical chain over her nipples, which still highly sore from the suction cups.

He pulls on the Chain to play her to her feetand gently removes her teddy, her gallus, her stockings and her cad and finally the flyspeck skirt to leave behind 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 optic and started the recollective mount to another shuddering climax