Night Shift Supervisor

The job market where I’ve been living the last while has been pretty tough. I was laid off from a lucrative construction company, and had to take a job as a supervisor at a fast food place to make rent. The pay is absolute dogshit, but there are some perks.

My friend who owns the place and got me the job is deeply involved in the kink community, and tends to hire people to work his franchise from that sphere. As you can imagine, my coworkers are young, insatiably horny and always looking to turn the workplace into their own playground. When I first started, I significantly underestimated how horny the kids working under me were. But I got up to speed fast.

Kayla is a bouncy, childish and voluptuous 19 year old order-window girl with a beaming smile and tits that are constantly threatening to burst out of her uniform. She orders her shirts a size too small, and then hems them to even further accentuate her massive chest. When I started, she was the first to get overly, sexually flirtatious in an attempt to gain favors. It escalated from her replying “yes Daddy” when I asked her to do a task, to her regularly dropping to her knees and making an ahegao face when she wasn’t getting what she wanted. She made it quite clear with her bratty behavior that she wasn’t going to cooperate with corporate policy untill she had been forcefully put in her place. So last week I brought a remote controlled vibrator into work and called her in for a chat before her shift started. She came in, closed the door behind her, and immediately started into the bratty slut routine.

“Kayla, your behavior is starting to get out of hand” I chided her, while feinting to remove my belt. The movement got her attention much more than my words, and I could see her mouth drop open slightly more while she started salivating. Giving me her best bambi eyes, she gave an exaggerated blink a couple times and nodded. I stepped forward, grabbed her by her lower jaw, and brought her in very close. “I think you’re bored, and need a new challenge, so here is your new task. You’re going to wear this vibe tonight while you work the window, and I’m going to make it very hard for you to concentrate. If your service to our customers slips at all, I’m going to spank your ass so thougoughly you won’t be able to sit for days. Understand?”

She nodded again, I pressed the vibe into her palm, and she bounced off to the staff room to get dressed for work. I waited patiently for her focus to slip, and on the 4th customer of the evening I started the vibe just as she was greeting them on the intercom. She held it together quite well, I was impressed, but there was a very slight buckling of her knees that gave it away. Then, as she was reaching out the window to pass the food, I hit the vibe again and she fumbled, but did not drop, the tray. As they pulled away, she turned around and glared at me.

The game went on for the rest of the night, she got better at holding her speech pattern stable when the vibe started in the middle of a sentence, and I got better at finding inopportune times to make her squirm. At the end of the night, she came up to me with her fist clenched, and dropped something in my hand. I was expecting to get the vibe back, but instead I got her thong, absolutely drenched in her pussy juice.

“That was fun, let’s play again.” She whispered as she brushed by me and left.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oefda9/night_shift_supervisor