collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
So if anyone has read my other post I am trying to become a model and had a sexual encounter with an agent but since then he has actually fulfilled his end and gotten me a few jobs.
The latest job he got me is by far the strangest. I was hired to basically be naked and have men eat there food off of me. I agreed mostly because I need the money.
I love teasing the guys at work. I wear short skirts. I wear really low tops. I love seeing all those guys there stare. I know I don’t look like the other women that work there. I wear black on most days. I also like wearing black lipstick, and coloring my hair different shades. Every now and then, I will wear some really tall boots. Then, I stick my ass out as guys walk by. I know, I am a tease, but I don’t really care. It’s just some harmless fun.
But then, **the day** came… I knew about it in passing. I don’t really pay much attention to the news. but this story stuck in my head like no other. The bill was called HR69, or as the public knew it, “The Freeuse Bill”.
I heard it over the TV in the break room. I was standing next to Paul when I said, “I hope it gets passed. Sounds like fun.” He gave me this smile and nod, like he wanted to agree, but I am sure he also had HR on his mind as well.
Esme wore a Black leather bra with silver studs lining the upper rims and straps. Two thin silver chains hung down over the cups of the bra and her purple pendant dangled down between her breasts. Her curvaceous body was pale and her milky skin was flawless. Her black satin panties were all but covered by the leather harness strapped tightly around her hips. Protruding from the front of the harness was a ten inch long, black silicone dildo. I stared at it in horror. The intimidating length, the frightening girth, the veins surrounding the firm but pliable surface.
I sat, naked and quaking, still on the hard floor where Cami had left me. My heart pounded in my chest like a jackhammer and I couldn’t pull my gaze away from this monstrosity. Cami had joined Ciarra against the far wall now and Esme took her place on the chair in front of me. She sat comfortably, legs spread, slouching, her hands resting on her thick, creamy thighs.
“You like what you see, my pretty little slave girl?” Esme snickered as I cowered in the corner. “Get that sweet ass over here and kneel in front of Mama.”
The day started just as many others had the buzz of an alarm going off to signal the start of another day.
Kay opens her eyes and see the red lights of her alarm clock showing 5 am she thinks to herself and wonders why she feels so tired this morning. Then suddenly she remembers the events from the night before and jolts of electricity flow throughout her body. Kay picks up her phone and she sees a message from reddit she had stayed up late the night before hopeing for a follow up reply from the ad she had replyed to which simply stated ” Seeking Submissive female in the Kansas city area”
Kay had never done anything like this before prior to discovering reddit she didnt even know what “submissive or BDSM” even ment. As she opened the message she could feel her heartbeat starting to race she had a sense of excitement she had not experienced before. She had been with a number of different men over the years some good others not as much. There had been the kinds that go with the flow others that took control. Somehow she knew this was different. When she opened the message it simply stated. “Can you follow orders exactly as they are given to you” something come over her and when she pressed reply it was almost as if something or someone took over her and all she replyed was “Yes Master.” As she typed the words the pulse throughout her entire body as her finger just on its own moved to the send button she knew somehow this was different and she was in for an experience unlike anything she had experienced before.
CH2
My name is Claire. I’m 5’4” tall, in my early 20s, with long blonde hair and green eyes. This is my life now.
I spent the first day in my new body freaking out. I locked myself away and used some emergency leave at work. I stayed in that T-shirt all day and did some research online to see if this had happened to anyone before. Of course I couldn’t get any help there. Aside from my shock in the morning the weirdest thing was peeing. I managed to remember to sit down every time but I kept trying to point my dick into the toilet only to realize it wasn’t there. I had a mild panic attack every single time. I think I had gotten a bit more used to it by the end of the day, but it didn’t seem like it would ever feel normal. It took forever to fall asleep and I slept through the morning and into the afternoon.
College life can be as exciting as you make it. But, as we got off our bus, I honestly had no idea why my friend Rob thought that we needed the kind of excitement that one can find in the Numbers. It was the shady, seedy, outright dangerous even, part of Portland. And which so much life to enjoy everywhere else in town, we were just walking around it. “Chill man”, he reassured me, “I know where we’re going. I know people. They have a party tonight. It’s gonna be lit”.
“Dude”, I retorted, “they have parties everywhere”
“Yeah but this one is crazy shit man. All kinds of stuff floating”
“Stuff? What stu…” I started asking, before my own brain forgot its fear, worked for barely a moment, and connected the dots. Drugs. Rob was hoping to score drugs.
“That stuff is fucked up man” I told him. “Weed is fine, but if you’re talking real shit, that will fuck you up, you know?”
“Oh come on dude, just for tonight. Stick with me. It will be good, I promise”
this is a true story my wife Anna was 32 5’7″ 132lb b cup boobs and at one time had only been with me.
The day started off like any other sunday waking up to my vixen hotwife ready to get at it. I scooted up behind Anna’s hot little ass and slid my hard cock in buring all 8″ and started a slow steady ride when her phone rang. A quick glance showed it was Tim a mutual friend of ours that occasionally came down to bang my wife. I could here his voice coming thru as he asked if she was getting fucked. Yea I am baby you wanting to come down and give me some too? Would love to he replied. Come on then and get it. She then hung up the phone and told me I would have to pick up the pace “Tim will be here in a bit and you still have to shave my pussy” so much for taking my time.
*Finally*. I was waiting at the coffee spot we agreed on. It’s wasn’t to far from my place. We’d been chatting online for a few weeks, you’d been traveling for work and we’d both been looking forward to your return, even if we were trying to keep it casual. Our messaging had gone from light flirting, to erotic curiosity, all the way to downright raunchy. We both knew what we looked like beneath our clothes.
I’d brought a book to keep me occupied while I waited, opened to a page I’d attempted to read 12 times before my thoughts wandered back to you, and your lips.. And your hands. I’d just about decided to give put it away as a lost cause when the bell above the door jingled. I looked up and saw you walk in, coat billowing as the wind ushered you in. I couldn’t help but smile. You scanned the restaurant looking for me, it was a cold, windy day but a few people had braved the weather to grab a cup of something warm. Your eyes caught mine and you pointed to the counter and went to order.
Shut the door please there are men and dogs out for me. I am not food. I should go to the toilet and take out my phone for reddit then poop the egg in the sink for tonight’s dinner. My friend is very gay and they are black with a name whose name is Carson. Later, he will go to suck his own lollipop and his dick after kissing his best girl, Brian. During school, I decided to take precautions and some snacks with chocolate on top of the cream pie. It was horrific because of the teacher’s giant nose and lips. His sense of smell is so amazingly good because of when he smelt my ass he sniffed the ass of big booty Brian. Everyone loves Brian’s ass because it smells thicc as a baboon’s baby. Damn unlucky that I didn’t get to smell it. I should sneak in her room so I can witness her marvelous panties and smell it on my nose as I masturbate on her pants with her bras. Then she will come in my room whilst my nose is hairy and occupied with her hair strapped to my head. She doesn’t really like what I was doing to her stuff and myself included. Even though she saw all the posters, she wasn’t surprised that I am actually straight because I always act like I want to eat hotdogs from male asses. This is just unfortunate for me but it is alright because I can still restore my reputation by smashing that pussy and I want to eat her ass as I let her suck her own PENIS.
CH1
I’ve tried to write this out so many times but I keep scrapping it and starting again. I can never quite put my story into words. I guess the best way to start is at the beginning and just try to recount these events has they happened. You can be the judge as to whether or not I am successful.
My name was Jim, I was just over 6’ tall, sort of lanky, and daily average. Aside from my height I wouldn’t have stood out much in a crowd. I stuck to jeans and large t shirts when going out and a simple suit while working. I was never much of a people person so I liked being able to blend in to the background whenever I could. Because of this I was never very successful on Tinder. Maybe it was my profile, maybe it was my pictures. Who knows. Eventually I matched with this gorgeous girl who looked like she was WAY out of my league. We chatted through the app and seemed to have pretty good chemistry. It wasn’t long before we set up a date and decided to meet. I put on my nice casual clothes, cords and a button up shirt, got my hair cut, a fresh shave, a small dose of cologne, and I was ready. I hopped into my car and headed for the restaurant we had agreed to meet at. I was really early. I kept reading and rereading her profile while I sat in my car. I was still surprised she wanted to meet me, of all people, and I half expected someone different from the pictures to walk in or to be stood up completely.