Working Her Way Through College ~ Closed ~

[katalynn]

Krysti appeared to be your typical teenage college coed on the outside. She was bright and pretty. 5'4" with a pixie cut of fiery red hair and sparkling emerald green eyes. Her figure was shapely and petite. She knew she had a nice, curvy figure as she caught every guy checking her out, some even commenting on it as she walked on by. Krysti never had a boyfriend as her main focus in life was school. The boys were always hitting on her but she had no interest in dating at all. All work and no play was her life.

Even though Krysti never had any sexual contact, her vast reading led her to have the most vivid imagination, leading her to a wide range of fantasy scenarios. She would indulge herself during these fantasies, escaping from the real world and finding some release.

Krysti also had a good disposition despite all the things that happened in her life. She never knew her dad as he left before she was born which caused her mother to lose herself in her drinking. Krysti's mom was never much of a mother to her and Krysti committed herself to finding a way to better her life. She plied herself in high school and worked along the way, sometimes even working at the diner where her mom worked to earn money for schooling.

But college was different. She didn't receive any scholarship money so she had to find a decent paying job just to keep up with tuition, books, supplies etc. She had just started her first semester with money she saved, but there wasn't much left for next semester.

Then she saw an ad for a waitress for a club, mentioning that it was mainly nights with occasional day hours. Krysti dialed the number and a gruff sounding man answered. He asked a few questions about experience and then about the way she looked, which she thought was odd. He asked her to come in that afternoon and luckily she didn't have classes or scheduled to work until later that evening at the restaurant.

Krysti quickly took a shower and dressed putting on a pair of white lace panties and bra with a black pencil skirt and white button down blouse. After putting her hair up and back, slipping on a pair of ankle boots and walked out the door hopeful for the new opportunity.

 

[cgraven]

The Fallen Angel was the most exclusive Gentleman’s Club in the city, a stately Victorian Manson on a tree lined avenue in one of the better residential districts. It was conveniently located close to the business district and the very prestigious and ultra conservative Ladysmith College. There was nothing that would indicate from the outside exactly what kind of business the Fallen Angel was. It could have been an upscale restaurant or a very respectable private club, yet once one passed from the manicured grounds, and the formal entry way, one was greeted by several stages with poles and secluded cubicles. It did not have the tottery appearance of strip club but only the very naïve could miss what The Fallen Angel was.


Dominic De Loup was setting behind his massive Edwardian desk as he reviewed the week’s work schedule to ensure each night and weekend day was adequately covered with the youngest and most beautiful girls. It was really quite simple, once a girl reached twenty six, or lost her youthful blush De Loup would sender her to one of his less exclusive clubs. The Fallen Angel was the apex of his business, and his business simply put was sex. Oh not just the simple grunt and grind sex of one of his less desirable clubs or brothesl. No, here, for the very exclusive members of The Fallen Angel something more sensual, more seductive was offered, the temptation and corruption of innocence,

“Monsieur De Loup your two o’clock appointment is here.”

“ Very well Miss Séduire.”


Krysti was escorted into Monsieur De Loup’s presence and was confronted by a man of gigantic proportions, even seated with his fingers tented before his face he seemed to tower over the petite red haired beauty with the soft soulful emerald green eyes. His own eyes were as dark as a moonless night and his dark ebony skin showed the features of his mixed ansertery shimmered with a dark luster that was breath taking. The man was impeccably dressed in a black double breasted business suit and a pearl gray shirt and crimson tie. Every thing about him from his shaved head to his attire spoke of confidence and power.

“Thank you Temperance”

He turned his full attention now to the young coed that stood before him. There was no chair for her to sit in nor, did he extend his hand in welcome to Emily. Those dark eyes could take in every detail of her gorgeous young body without seeming to look directly at her. He was pleased that she was conservatively dressed, and yet her black pencil skirt and white button down blouse did little to hide her delicate and sensual charms, but rather drew the viewer’s eye to them. He loved the way her sassy little ankle boots accentuated the sensual curve of her calves and her tight seductive little derrière. Yet most importantly this girl had that fresh peaches and cream look few men could resist.



“I see you have applied for a Hostess position Krysti.”


Dominic De Loup had purposely used her Christian name rather than her sir name, establishing from their first meeting, who was the master here and who was the employee.

“I see your are attending Lady Smith College, that bodes well for you as our members comes from some of the most prestigious families and are paragons of their chosen fields.”

De Loup paused as he once more evaluated the young coed before him. The interview then lapsed into the expected resumes and recommendation and Krysti’s work history in the service industry. Then Dominic De Loup laid the first temptation before the young innocent;

“ Your pay would be $500.00 a week plus tips Krysti………………”

He paused for a moment to let her realize what he had just said.

“…………if your interested and meet our stringent qualifications.”

Now it was time to lay before the girl the first little test.

“Krysti be so kind as to lift the helm of your skirt I need to see your legs,. I’ll tell you when I have seen enough.”

De Loup had given his soft command as if asking her to do so was the most natural thing in the world.

 

[katalynn]

Krysti was amazed by Victorian Mansion as she walked through it, every so often stopping to look at something. That is until she noticed her guide didn't stop with her and she had to quicken the pace to meet up with her. The place also gave off a strange vibe that she wasn't too sure about, noticing how the females were dressed, the paintings on the walls.

Once alone in the room with her potential new employer, she instantly felt intimidated. So much so that she came close to makeing that u-turn and escape, yet her feet wouldn't listen. Some of what he said went over her head as she couldn't stop freaking out in her mind. It took all her effort to keep some kind of eye contact with him, even that felt impossible.

Then the pay he mentioned brought her back to reality. 500$ a week? Plus tips? Ok, I can do this.... I need this... just fo.... wait, what?

She instantly became paralyzed at his request. She thought the skirt was enough to give an indication of what her legs looked like. The thoughts of how places like this would dress, wearing next to nothing, after all this is a strip club. Krysti couldn't say anything, her hands were shaky and eyes down cast as her skirt slowly rose up.

She couldn't get past mid thigh though, it took more effort than she cared to admit to get the skirt past her knees. Her hands were frozen and couldn't get the skirt any higher, wondering why she was doing this in the first place, how much higher she had to go. His eyes seemed to burn into her and she could feel the heat pouring off them as she stood there, hoping that mid thigh was good enough.

"I.... I don't think this is going to work Sir. I apologize for wasting your time. I appreciate the offer and it is a very nice pay. I just don't think I can wear the required uniforms. I don't even wear swimsuits....."

Krysti bit her lower lip after realizing she had said too much, already regretting her words but it was to late to take it all back. And yet, she didn't lower her skirt either, in fact it seemed as if she wanted to show him what he had requested. Though, her limbs wouldn't move.

 

[cgraven]

Dominic De Loup face is unreadable as you drop your delicate hands to your sides and hesitate as you try and decide if the job is really worth it. Then I smile to myself as you take your first hesitant step in to what will be your new life and with trembling hands the helm of your little black skirt slowly begins to creep up your shapely legs. I love the sweet innocent blush as your creamy bare ivory thighs come into view and you once more hesitate.

"I.... I don't think this is going to work Sir. I apologize for wasting your time. I appreciate the offer and it is a very nice pay. I just don't think I can wear the required uniforms. I don't even wear swimsuits....."


“ Higher Krysti I’ll let you know when to stop.”


My voice is darkly sensual and seductive, a voice that is deep and resonates in the stillness of my office , my domain. It is a voice that is felt as well as heard. My eyes meet yours over my tented fingers they capture your soft emerald green eyes, where your soul is laid bare to my gaze. Oh how many times have I seen that same look; the desperate struggle between innocence and the need to make a living, to pay the bills, that moment, the last chance for you to turn back, the hesitation, the longing and fear.

“Higher Krysti now.”

My voice still soft commands, that demands you to obey or leave. I let that little skirt climb until your white lace panties come fully into view.

“Hold it there Krysti do a slow pirouette so I can see your legs from all sides.”

When you face me once more I smile up into to your eyes.

“Krysti you have very attractive legs I think you will fit in well her at The Fallen Angel. You may lower your skirt now.”

You have passed the first little test. Now for the second.

“Just one more thing Krysti remove your blouse and skirt so Miss Séduire can take your measurements for your uniform.”

“It will just take a moment Krysti.”

Temperance’s voice is a smooth and sensually seductive as her body and the way she moves.


Again I watch as you hesitate and I wonder if your blush can get any deeper. All my commands have been given as if what I demand of you is the most natural and reasonable of requests. I know you need the job and the money but I wonder just how far you will go for this unbelievable opportunity.

“Is there something wrong Krysti?”

 

[katalynn]

Krysti's natural submissiveness ruled over any sense of logic, especially with his deep, resonating voice controlling the situation. She followed his requests slowly and reluctantly as she turned showing off her legs. The higher than she normally cared for, barely hiding anything underneath and as she turned, the round panty covered cheeks peeked from the hem.

The whole time her heart pounded and ready to burst from her chest, a sigh of relief escaped when he allowed her to adjust the skirt again. That is until his next request had her stripping. Right here? Now? There went the heart again, pounding stronger and harder than ever before, unable to find her breath.

Krysti jumped a little at the sound of the other voice, not expecting it right away, followed by his deep voice asking what was wrong. Everything was wrong, the biggest thing that was wrong is this whole so called interview. She was just here for a simple hostess position, not like she was going to be stripping for the costumers. Why did she need to strip for the employer.

"My... Clothes are tight enough Sir, can't she just get my measurements without me stripping? Or... Maybe a more private room. I... I don't feel comfortable taking my clothes off in front of others... Sir.

Her voice quavered slightly, uncertain of the situation before her and silently freaking out on the inside about the idea of stripping in front of a man. Let alone a man that is her employer.

 

[cgraven]

I watched as the young innocent stood there like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming truck, frozen by my command to remove her blouse and skirt. A more worldly young lady would not hesitate, yet the question that nagged at the back of my mind was just how innocent was our young coed Miss Krysti. I became a bit impatient as she continued to hesitate and once more I asked her,

“Is there something wrong Krysti?”

"My... Clothes are tight enough Sir, can't she just get my measurements without me stripping? Or... Maybe a more private room. I... I don't feel comfortable taking my clothes off in front of others... Sir.

Her soft little voice trembling and that little girl lost look in those stunning soft emerald green eyes took me a back for a little more than a heat beat before I pointedly director her again to remove her blouse and skirt giving the unsaid impression if she wanted the job, the money there would be no argument or further delay.

“Your blouse and skirt now Krysti.”

It was a simple straight forward command given in a crisp concise business manner. I caught the wicked little smile that bowed Miss Séduire lips as the tip of her little pink tongue slid across them as she anticipated Krysti’s little mini striptease and getting her hands on the gorgeous young beauty’s body.

 

[katalynn]

Very slowly her hands reached up to the silky blouse and began to undo the buttons until the material fell from her shoulders. There was no more denying his request as she heard the slight irritation in his voice, letting her know he grew impatient. The whole time her gaze remained lowered and focused on the floor, covering her breasts with her arms for a moment.

A quivering breathe escaped when her hands reached behind her to unzip the skirt, allowing it to slide down her legs and pool at her feet. Instantly her hands and arms tried to hide herself, keeping her legs tightly closed and unable to look up at him.

"I'm not comfortable like this Sir... Please... I can't...."

She stammered while trying to keep hiding herself, never in her life has she ever felt so vulnerable and all she wanted to do was grab her clothes and run. Her gaze never left the floor and she could still feel the heat of his eyes burning into her. Shivers ran up and down her spine as she stood there practically naked, fearful of being in such a situation. Yet at the same time, she found all this strangely arousing a sensation creeping up on her like nothing she's has felt.

 

[cgraven]

Those delicate fingers were trembling almost uncontrollably as the young coed fumbled with the first button of her very prim and proper button down white blouse. It was as if she had never undressed in front of a lover or anyone else. It was then that the seductive little thought came to me, could our sweet young Miss Krysti be a virgin? Again the thought intrigued me. She was young and beautiful, if a bit shy, but a virgin. If she was then she was worth her weight in gold and would not only make me a fortune but provided hours of personal amusement as well.

I pushed that tempting thought from my mind as I watched her grow ever more confident as each button surrendered to her fingers. My breath caught as her blouse slid down her arms and she worked her skirt down over the sensual swell of her hips before it cascaded down her shapely legs to seductively pool around her trim little ankles. Then like an angel come to earth you stepped out of them and to stand erect, facing me, your new boss in nothing but your sensible black heels and lacey virginal white panties and bra as you desperately tried to cover your breasts and sweet little shadow of your pussy through your panties

"I'm not comfortable like this Sir... Please... I can't...."

“Why Krysti your gorgeous!”

Temperance cooed as she quickly came to our innocent young coed. Yet there was nothing innocent in Miss Séduire’s eyes as she came up behind you, her hands resting on the flare of your hips. Temperance called out your hips measurements first. Then her hands slowly seductively slid over your soft silken skin to measure your trim little waist.

“Such a tiny little waist Krysti.”

Temperance’s cooed in a husky passion heated voice. Each cooed word sent the stray wisps of hairs at the nape of your neck dancing in her hot moist breath, with each word she spoke. I watched as the domineering Miss Séduire took your hands gently in hers and siding yours as well as hers up the sensual curves of your torso to place your hands at the nape of your neck expertly placing you delightfully on display for the first time in your young life, for my approval before continuing. With a brief almost imperceptible nod I gave Miss Séduire permission to continue as I caught the first intoxicating scent of your arousal. The deep scarlet blush that kissed your cheeks as Temperance’s hand fleeting cupped your breasts as she brought the measuring tape across your now taunt throbbing nipples pleased me. Temperance shifted the tape back and forth massaging those sweet rosebud nipples through the thin lacey material of your bra as she measured your breasts.

“Mr. De Loup I cannot get an accurate measurement.”


Miss Séduire pouted as she continued to work the measuring tape across your engorged nipples.

“Krysti be a Good Girl and remove your bra so Miss Séduire can get a proper and accurate measurement.”

This would be our young coed’s final test before I handed her over to Temperance to begin her training as the newest attraction at The Fallen Angel.

 

[katalynn]

Krysti didn't know what was happening as it seemed to happen all too fast. One moment she was here, perfectly content to have a simple interview. And in the next she was standing in nothing more than her underwear allowing another woman to touch her. She was too paralyzed with fear and uncertainty that it didn't take much for the woman to put her in position. The tape measure made Krysti shiver as it ran across her nipples, unsure about the sensations it created.

She was lost in thought when all the sudden there was a request to remove the bra. That was something she couldn't understand at all, it isn't that difficult to get a measurement with such a thin piece of material. Then it all hit her like a ton a bricks crashing down on her. This is how it all starts!! Every erotic book she has ever read had situation similar to this, get lured in by some one rich man and then become his little whore of a slave. She has read too many books to know where this is going and even though she has fantasized about such scenarios, she wasn't ready for what happens next.

Slowly she began to step away from the woman and breaking out of the display position, covering her breasts once more and shaking like a leaf. Her head was shaking as she tried to process this whole situation, unable to believe that this is really happening to her. Of course there was a part of her that was excited, aroused even at the idea of it all. Hell, even the measuring tape felt incredible and deep down she wanted more, didn't want to think about the reality of the situation and allow herself to drift into a world of sensations. The truth of the matter is she isn't like that, she isn't that type of girl who flaunts herself around. Let alone in front of an employer who is clearly trying to trick her, she wasn't that stupid.

Sadly, she felt like she was, falling for the oldest trick in the book.... quite literally. And deep down she knew they had her right where they wanted her, trapped and naked. Just like any frighten creature, she began to panic more and more as she stepped away from the woman, moving towards the door. Though she didn't make it to the door but instead her back found a cold wall and she squeaked in shock.

"Please, Sir... I am not the kind of girl you think I am... I just wanted to be a waitress.. I'm not a dancer... or a slut.. I... I've never even kissed before... Please, this is all a mistake, I don't wish to waste anymore of your time... If you are done with me, I would like to go now. I have a class soon..."

She couldn't keep her eyes off him or the woman, every so often glancing back down at her clothes denying to herself that she took them off so willingly. This isn't like her, what was happening? Why did she allow things to get so far?

"I need to leave Sir. I am not a whore, or a slut.... I don't like being touched..."

Of course they all knew she was lying with the last of her words, they both saw how she melted into Miss Séduire's touch and how she reacted to her nipples being teased. She practically came in her already soaked panties from the simple stimulation. There is no doubt in either of their minds that she is extremely sensitive to touch, it wouldn't take much to find her submission. Or to train her soft, pale flesh to bring out a climax just by a simple touch. Miss Séduire had almost found one spot while taking the measurements, though didn't quite hit the spot in the right way.

 

[cgraven]

"Please, Sir... I am not the kind of girl you think I am... I just wanted to be a waitress.. I'm not a dancer... or a slut.. I... I've never even kissed before... Please, this is all a mistake, I don't wish to waste anymore of your time... If you are done with me, I would like to go now. I have a class soon..."

Despite her brave words it was quite clear to me that the sweet young beauty before me was tittering on the edge of the abyss her soft emerald green eyes demurely down cast as she stammered

"I need to leave Sir. I am not a whore, or a slut.... I don't like being touched..."

Yet that little wet spot on her lacey panties told quite another story.

“Remove you bra Now Krysti……..”

My voice was a firm unwavering a command that struck at your sweet submissive nature that was so clearly evident to me. What an adorable little blush kisses your cheeks and turns you the most delightful shade of pink from the tip of your little button nose to the tips of your toes when I command you to remove your bra. Again I see the soul wrenching conflict between your need for the job and your childish morality yet I also see something else as Miss Séduire closes the distance between the two of you.


“ Miss Séduire be so kind as to help Miss a Krysti with her bra.”

The little dominatrix once more placed your hands at the nape of your neck her dark commanding brown eyes silently commanding you to keep the position. She pressed her own firm young body to yours as she seductively removed that lacey little garment leaving you bared to the waist, your little soiled panties bearing witness to your growing arousal. Miss Séduire once more slipped the measuring tape around your bare breasts, then continued to tease and torment your throbbing nipples with the measuring tape. A moment more hesitation as you stand before me stripped to the waist your firm young breast bared to me. How sweetly innocent and seductive you look standing there in your sensible heels and nothing but your skimpy little white lace panties.


“Krysti you are a gorgeous young Lady and I am sure you will be a valuable addition to our little Family here at The Fallen Angel.

Temperance took her time in getting our little coed’s bust measurement and by the time she finally called them out there was a very seductive little wet patch at the crotch of the girl’s panties. I pay no attention to your little please and denials.


“ Your first shift will be to…………”


The phone rang and I hold up my hand for silence

“ Yes Bridgette……what….you can’t be serious….well if it is a family emergency”


Hanging up I turn my attention back to you.

“Your first shift will be tonight Krysti 7 till closing.”

Again I see that hesitation but before you can object I ask.

“You do want the job don’t you Krysti?”

I could see the knowing smile bow Temperance’s lips at the little charade.


“Miss Séduire see if that new white hostess uniform will fit Krysti.”

With a wave of my hand I dismissed the two young women leaving our innocent young coed in Miss Séduire ‘s competent hands.


Temperance leads you from my office wearing only your heels and panties through the back stage labyrinth of the club to a back stage dressing room.

“Krysti your boyfriend is a lucky man to have a girl like you with a gorgeous body and such a pretty face.”

Temperance sorted through a rack of clothing until she found a garment bag.

“Here try this on Krysti I think it will be just perfect.”

She could not wait to see the expression of the innocent young coed’s pretty little face when she saw what they were going to have her wear at work.

“You Know Krysti I envy you for with your peaches and creamy complexion and your girl next door look no man could resist you.”

When Miss Séduire saw your jaw drop and your eyes grow wide in shock she simply said

“Oh do try it on Krysti I want to see how it fits you.”

Her voice carried the same soft air of command that De Loup‘s did.

Temperance watched as Krysti dawned the virginal white corset. It hugged her sweet womanly charms like a second skin and thrust her firm young breasts up to display them to perfection The cups barely covered Krysti’s dusky pink areolas and pale pink nipples. Miss Séduire eyes hungrily took in every seductively graceful motion as Krysti stepped out of her heels to dawn the white net stocking, smoothing them on to her shapely legs. The young dominatrix circled the innocent young coed surveying every detail of the scandalously reveling costume.

“Perfect My dear shall we show Mr. De Loup.”

Temperance smiled into Krysti’s wide innocent emerald green letting the young girl see how pleased she was with her. Then slowly Temperance’s smile fades.

“This will never do Krysti your panties are soiled.”

The stunning beauty knelt before the young coed and quickly drew her panties down till they were about Krysti’s trim little ankles.

“You are truly beautiful Krysti.”

As she spoke her hot moist breath bathed Krysti’s untouched pussy. Miss Séduire smiled up into the young girl’s soft passion glazed eyes.

“I think we need to give you a little shave Krysti.”

Temperance let her fingers toy with the sparse tawny down fleece of the young girl’s pussy.

“Now just lay back and I’ll take care of that for you.”

 

[katalynn]

Krysti fell silent as she walked with this strange women, barely listening to her ramble on about this and that. Meanwhile she couldn't stop thinking of how to escape this place. Her clothes were long gone and she couldn't go running out of here naked. As they walked Krysti kept her arms crossed over her chest tightly, fearful of being out in the halls naked, never knowing what will come next. Or Worse, when she'll get raped which she knows is coming.

The so called outfit made her feel even more naked than she already was and couldn't believe that she actually put something so ridiculous on. But before she knew it, here she was, wearing something that barely fit and made her look like a slut. She was starting to feel dimwitted for allowing them to control her so easily, this isn't her and when this woman practically ripped what was left of her old clothes off, Krysti was brought back to reality.

She looked around the room and saw the door that hopefully led outside, taking another glance around the room she noticed some long drench coats. Most likely used for the strippers acts, but they would work for at least getting her out to her car. At the very least.

"Look, I don't mean to be rude. I can't go out there wearing something that doesn't fit. I am not a slut.... I am no entertainer.... I don't know what you expect of me."

As she was saying this, she was moving slowly towards where the coats were hanging which luckily wasn't far. All she had to do was reach the coat, slip it on and get out of here. Easy right?

"This isn't going to work out for me. Tell Mr. De Loup I am very sorry, but I can not accept this position. I don't feel comfortable wearing this, I am not going to let someone else shave me either. No offense to you Ma'am."

Krysti managed to back up to where the coats were and she quickly grabbed one, just as quickly slipped it on and held it tightly around her. Soon she was working her way towards the door, walking around the assistant carefully keeping out of her reach.

"I will send this....... uniform? back to you I promise. This isn't a position for me, I do not like showing my body off like some whore."

 

[cgraven]

"Look, I don't mean to be rude. I can't go out there wearing something that doesn't fit. I am not a slut.... I am no entertainer.... I don't know what you expect of me."

The little dominatrix watched this sweet innocent like a cat watches a mouse she is toying with. She watched as Krysti edged towards the clothe rack her soft emerald green eyes shifting about the room till they lay on the door.

"This isn't going to work out for me. Tell Mr. De Loup I am very sorry, but I can not accept this position. I don't feel comfortable wearing this, I am not going to let someone else shave me either. No offense to you Ma'am."

Temperance only smiled that Cheshire Cat smile as Krysti grabbed for a trench coat and made a dash for the door she so desperately hoped would lead to freedom. With her hand on the door knob she gasped,

"I will send this....... uniform? back to you I promise. This isn't a position for me, I do not like showing my body off like some whore."

Hope flared in Krysti heart as she turned that door knob and flung it open to make good her escape only to find that rather than leading to freedom the door only led to a small wardrobe filled with what appeared to be the dancers’ costumes.

“Who said anything about you being a whore Young Lady!”

Temperance seemed shocked her dark haunting eyes capturing Krysti in apparent disbelief.

“The Fallen Angel is a very exclusive gentlemen’s club Young Lady catering to the finer gentlemen of the community including several of the governors of your own Ladysmith College.”

Temperance Séduire was almost indignant that Krysti was accusing her of trying to turn the young coed into a little whore.
“Mr. De Loup does not pay the wait staff $500.00 a week to be whores Miss………….”

Temperance let her words sink in as well as what Krysti starting salary would be.

“Now as for that little shave Krysti……………”

The young dominatrix waited to see what this young beauty would do next, yet in any event she would enjoy seducing the young innocent.

 

[katalynn]

Krysti stood there in disbelief when she opened the door, she could have sworn that this door would lead out. But here she is, staring into a closet instead of the hallway. In that moment she barely heard the shock in the assistants voice, her own shock at finding a closet kept her thoughts clouded. When the woman started to explain a little more about the club and how exclusive it is, Krysti turned to look at her for a moment.

"Why do I have to wear this then? It barely fits... I can't go out there looking like this!!"

She held the trench coat tightly around her as she looked at the many other outfits in the room. Some were more revealing, leaving very little to the imagination while others would cover up more and fit a tad better. In the end of everything she saw though, they were all the same seductive costumes that would bring the focus on the wearer.

With a sigh, she realized that it honestly didn't matter what she wore and that it would show her off no matter what. Even an innocent looking school girl outfit left little to hide in. The white shirt wasn't anything more than sheer white halter top that barely covered the breasts and the red plaid skirt wouldn't have covered her ass.

Sadly her body has already started to respond to the idea of many men watching and drooling over her as she served them. Her nipples were harder than they ever have been with excitement, although the assistant help with that when using the measuring tape. Oddly enough she's drooling between her thighs the longer she wears this exposing outfit.

"So the men won't touch me then? I just serve them drinks and food right? Nothing special like lap dances or anything?"

Very slowly she inched her way back towards where Temperance stood and her gaze lowered towards the floor, almost acting like a scolded kitten. She didn't want to let go of the trench coat and held onto it for dear life until Temperance eased it off her. Much like what she did in the office during the interview, leaving Krysti to stand there shivering with embarrassment.

"I..... I .... Why do I have to shave? May I just wear panties to cover it up? ... Do they really need to see between my legs?"

Krysti bit her lip and proceeded to shy away from Temperance, taking a small step back while trying to hide herself again. Taking a glance at the coat that now laid behind Temperance which made it more difficult to obtain now.

Krysti didn't know what to do and that $500 a week really did sound nice, it is so much more than she has ever made in a month. Eventually she sat down where Temperance wanted her to with fear of having someone else shave her flashing through her emerald eyes.

"May I shave myself? I've never had anyone..... touch me there, let alone shave me."

She kept her legs tightly closed and her hands balled into tense fists that rested on her lap that indicated just how nervous she is about all this. Questioning the many why's of what brought her here in the first place, wondering where this path will lead her.

"This outfit is already too much for me. It makes me self conscious, all I can think of is how ridiculous I must look dressing like this...."

Krysti spoke softly while lowering her gaze to the floor, suddenly thinking of many flaws that she clearly didn't have. Being a red head, her skin is very lightly painted with remarkable freckles and only became more remarkable with the bright flush that she carried. Though she saw it as too much and imagined the men being turned off by them. Her nails were not groomed to their best, showing the hard work she puts in at the diner. The short, pixie red hair is an easy fix considering there isn't much to work with, though she felt like it was dull instead of shiny.

"I'm not even close to being pretty enough to do this... my hair is a mess, my nails are chipped.. I don't wear makeup... I only have an hour before the shift starts."

 

[cgraven]

"May I shave myself? I've never had anyone..... touch me there, let alone shave me……..

Krysti sat there her soft eyes demurely down cast as nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof, as she softly pleaded to be allowed to shave herself. What an adorable little kitten the young dominatrix thought as she watched the young redheaded innocent with the stunning emerald green eyes. Krysti did not have to wait long for her answer as Temperance softly cooed

“Now for that shave honey……Now don’t go anywhere darling I’ll be right back!

There was no doubt that Temperance’s cooed words were a soft subtitle command.

I smile in appreciation as I watch the little coed’s magnificent young body laid so passively on the bench her hungering little pussy. Miss Séduire soft fingers intimately caressed and seduce the young innocent’s gorgeous young body with her knowing touch. I see the frustration and hunger in your soft emerald green eyes as Temperance’s finger sides from the hot moist folds of your chaste young body the little girlish pout as she tells you as she let her lips just brush your hot moist pussy, I smile as your head lulls to the side, your trembling fingers slide down the sensual curves of your torso to the sparse, tawny, downy, fleece of your innocent pussy. I saw those dainty fingers curl, inch closer, before you drew your hand back as if compelled to do so by some unspoken command.

It was then that Miss Séduire returned carrying a tray and she sat down by the bench that had become the scene of your seduction. A mix of intoxicating fragrances played at the edges of the little coed’s senses. Then she felt Temperance’s wet soapy hands caressing her in a most intimate manner as she lathered your tawny copper little bush. She took her time massaging your pussy, the heel of her hand pressing down on your throbbing clit as the tip of her finger teasingly ran along the length of your soft rose petal pink folds. Temperance waited till your breathe once more came in short excited gasps before letting her fingers slip from your hot needy pussy.

“Now lay very still darling lest I cut you.”


Miss Séduire cooed as a beam of soft light caught the keen edge of the razor just before the cold steel caressed your soft warm flesh. The soft erotic whisper of the razor caressed your sense as it rasped across your delicate Mon, leaving nothing in its wake but smooth bare skin. Time and again the cold caress of the razor caressed you most intimately until you lay before Mistress Séduire, naked as the day you were born. The dark haired dominatrix amber eyes captured your soft emerald green eyes as her moist ripe lips lowered to give your bare pussy a sensually seductive kiss.

So smooth darling!

Temperance’s eyes smiled devilishly up into her little captives.

“Now we would not want you to be chaffed or to have razor burn now would we Darling girl!”

Her hot moist breath washed over your now naked little pussy with each word the stunning beauty cooed. She held your gaze captive as she poured warm scented oil over your shaven Mons and began to sensually massage your newly shave pussy. Again and again the skillful little minx brought you to the shutter brink of that dark abyss. Time and again her hands, at first, and then her sweet moist lips, promised you such darkly forbidden pleasure. And time and again she denied you.


“Miss Séduire is our newest hostess dressed yet I wish to see how her uniform fits.”

Came the disembodied voice from the darkness.

 

[katalynn]

Krysti couldn't speak when the whole process began, the shock of how this other female touched her sent the mind reeling with confusion. Then came the razor, a whole new level of fear crashed through the walls when making the mistake of looking at the blade. Krysti laid there frozen with her eyes glued shut, shivering with all these confusing sensations. Tears softly trailed down her red cheeks while listening and feeling the cold steel shaving her.

It became a fight to keep her legs open when there were plenty of chances to close them, it became even more difficult with the confusion that set in. Her body craved for so much more, yet her mind couldn't comprehend what that something is. She has never in her life felt so naked before, so exposed until this very moment. These people had managed to strip every tiny thing that hid her from view.

The oil was hot and burned against her eager lips, making her clit dance with wild excitement and she was so close to bursting when it all stopped. Krysti laid there sprawled out on the bench panting and whimpering at the loss of the attention. Even the voice that broke the silence couldn't bring her back to reality in that moment. Without much thought, her legs closed and rubbed against each other with such a wanton need.

"Please..... don't stop.... Please.... keep touching me.."

Krysti couldn't believe what she just said and her fingers slipped between her closed thighs, finding that eager and very hard clit. She bit her lip and looked away from where the voice came from in a small attempt to hide the embarrassment.

 

[cgraven]

I smile as your head lulls to the side, your trembling fingers slide down the sensual curves of your torso to the sparse, tawny copper downy, fleece that of your innocent pussy. That sweet adorable look of a little girl lost as you so sweetly gasped,

"Please..... don't stop.... Please.... keep touching me...”


“Miss Séduire is our newest hostess dressed yet I wish to see how her uniform fits.”

I could see the dark anger in the chestnut haired dominatrix’s amber eyes at being denied her final conquest of the young innocent, yet she demurred and slowly rose extending her hand to the young girl. Your own arousal shimmered on Temperance’s lips which bowed into a salacious smile.

I do believe darling you need something to cover that bare little pussy of yours.


Temperance cooed as her lips brushed yours in a darkly possessive kiss and her fingers teasingly traced the contours of your sweet puffy labia as she kept you on the brink of the abyss were you could almost taste the release you so hungered for. Slowly Miss Séduire’s fingers sided from your moist little pussy, her eyes hold yours captive in her gaze as she leaves you empty and wanting. Temperance returned a moment later handing you a little scarp of white lace, that was hardly more than a g-string that would barely covered your newly shaven pussy.


Just the right touch to complete your outfit darling![/scarlet]

Temperance stepped forward pressing her body to yours as her lips claimed yours in a sensually seductive lover’s kiss. Her lips clung to yours till the last possible moment as she broke the kiss.

Hurry darling put your panties on so we can show Mr. De Loup how adorable you look.

Temperance led you back through the labyrinth of the club, back to my office were I sat waiting for you. When the soft knock at the door announced your return I simply said

“Enter”


I could feel my cock swelling as you entered in your work uniform. Your little white corset fit like a second skin and thrust your firm young breast up as if in offering them up to be kissed and caressed, the cup left just a seductive hint of your dusky pink areolas. Your white mesh stockings and garters were dead sexy, and that little scrap of lace Temperance gave you to wear as panties barely covered your pussy and clearly showed the cleft of your pussy was fantastic.


Once again I signal you to make a little pirouette so I can inspect you from every angle.

“Not so Fast Emily again but slower this time.”

Well Mr. De Loup what do you think of our Emily, couldn’t you just gobble her up?

Again that maidenly blush I find so arousing.

“Oh that she does Miss Séduire.”


Emily darling show Mr. De Loup how pretty you little pussy looks, now all freshly shaven.

I knew Temperance was pushing the young girl I watched as her smoldering soft amber eyes shifted from Miss Séduire and then back to me. Temperance had worked her up to a feverish confused pitch. I remained silent to see what the sweet hungering beauty would do.

 

[katalynn]

She was too confused and lost in a daze of lust to not obey as she slowly turned in a circle for him, taking much effort to not hold her hands and cover up. The loss of the pile of clothes she left behind earlier were gone from his office, which told her there is no hope in leaving. Temperance wanted her to show off the freshly shaven pussy and the instinct told her to resist, not obey the simple command. Then again, all other resistances she's made up to this point have failed.

There were little options left at this point and she glanced around the room noticing the only furniture was his desk. He couldn't get a good look from where she stood, clearly couldn't inspect the job Temperance had done either. The other option would be to lay down on the floor and spread her legs, much like in the dressing room. For as much as she hated the idea of any option laid before her, she slowly crept up closer to his desk where he sat.

Another moment later she moved around the desk and stood in front of him. The flush in her cheeks burned brightly and her eyes were darting everywhere to avoid his gaze, fists were balled at her sides as she didn't know where to put her hands. Deep in her chest her heart pounded so hard that she swore it would explode at any given second.

There were no words spoken from her, she found it useless to ask questions since none have been answered so far. As she stood there waiting for him to inspect the now shaved pussy, she trembled with fear and confusion. The lust from earlier burning deep into her core with an unwanted need to be touched again, to feel the sensations that Temperance teased her with.

 

[cgraven]

The gorgeous young coed stood there caught once more between her childish morals and own sinful arousal I could see her distress as she stood there in her little Island of bright white light then I saw a glint I knew all too well in those soft smoldering emerald green eyes. A wickedly evil smile of satisfaction bowed my lips as I watch you, your delicate right hand slide down your flat abdomen to the little white lacy g-string. My smile became one of approval as you searched my dark gaze and your delicate fingers slipped into the waist band of those scandalous panties, and then pulled down just enough to exposing expose your shaven, virgin pussy to me.

Oh darling………

Temperance cooed as she stepped up behind you, her firm young body pressed intimately to yours as her hand cupped you breast.

Mr. De Loup can hardly…….


The wicked little dark haired dominatrix began kissing her way down your back while letting her teasing and pleasing fingers salaciously slide down the sensual curves of your torso to the little white g-string that nestled around your thighs just below your adorable little pussy.

That beautiful little pussy of yours.


Temperance kissed each of your pale ivory ass cheeks as she slowly worked your g-string down your sexy tapering legs till they pooled around your ankles. Mistress Séduire lifted each foot in turn and tossed aside the now useless g-string.


Spread your feet apart Darling and give Your Boss a good look!

Temperance’s voice had taken on the cool soft confident tone of the dominatrix she was, a softly cooed voice that still demanded obedience.

Didn’t I tell you she looked good enough to eat Mr. De Loup!


“ Yes you did Temperance, yes you did.”

I slowly rose from where I had sat behind my desk and for the first time you saw how truly tall and muscular I was. My midnight dark eyes held yours captive by sheer will. I caressed your cheek with the back of my hand, my ebony skin in sharp contrast to your soft creamy ivory skin.


“Would you like that Krysti?”

My hands slid down to cup your breasts and rolled your hard little rosebud nipples under their pads teasing you, fanning the fires of your carnal desire. Temperance began to kiss the contours of her firm little bottom as she teased you with her talented tongue.


“Would you like me to eat your sweet little pussy till you cum?”

I pull your corset top down as your firm young breasts spill out and my mouth and teeth find your right nipple.

“Krysti……”

 

[katalynn]

Emily felt lost within herself, the word 'no' faded from memory somewhere between the dressing room and now. She did know what was happening, has read many, many fantasies about situations like this. She just never in her wildest dreams would think of it happening to her. And yet here she is, about to get raped.... Or is it rape?

Neither one of them has yet hurt her, has yet seriously threatened her life if she didn't do something. In reality she could have left a long time ago.... Why hasn't she seriously tried leaving? Why hasn't she thrown a fit over this ridiculous uniform that made her feel alive? Why isn't she fighting them now, allowing them to touch her?

Emily couldn't think and any question or thought she did have drowned in a dark hazy cloud and desire took over. That one simple word 'no' didn't even exist anymore, it was there on the tip of her tongue, at the front of her thoughts.... and yet.... she didn't seem to remember how to say it.

"Yes...."

was all she could barely whisper. Though she knew that was the wrong word to say, it was the only one that came out. Sensations were tossing her in a circle that she couldn't get out of, there is no end or beginning, no way out, just an endless and never ending loop that she swam in.

 

[cgraven]

The air in my office was heavy with the intoxicating fragrance of your arousal, as the tip of my tongue lazily circled your dusky pink areola; my teeth griped your engorged rosebud nipple as the tip of my tongue flicked at its moist tip. I let that succulent bud slip form between my lips as I breathed your name.

“Emily.”

My fingers find your soft rose petal folds, so hot, so moist and begging for attention as you gasped

"yes".

Your soft angelic voice quivering with your burning desire for release. I let my finger slide along the lips of your flowering pussy. Slowly I roll your throbbing clit under the pad of my finger till you are whimpering in your dark desire for relief. Slowly I let my fingers slip from your grasping little cunt. My hands encircle your trim little waist as I lift you, as if you were as light as a feather, your naked breasts crushed to the smooth silk of my suit jacket. Laying you down on the vast expanse of my Edwardian Desk I smile down into your smoldering needy emerald green eyes. You look so adorable a virgin sacrifice on the altar of my lust for you.

Temperance comes to you, her lips claiming yours once more in a demanding lover’s kiss. I spread your quivering thighs, my hot moist breath washing over you sweet shaven pussy. The coarse hairs of my face caress your inner thighs as my fingers spread your virginal folds and as I begin to lash that sweet succulent pussy of yours with lips, tongue and teeth.

While I was lashing your pussy so seductively Mistress Séduire traced the line of your jaw with seductive little kisses. She let them float down over the sensual bow of your neck, explored the firm contours of your breasts to claim your left nipple, as you were now trapped between her sweet mauling of your breasts and my oral attack on your sweet needy little pussy.

 

[katalynn]

Emily fell into a mixture of mewls and gasps as they both toyed with body. Being picked up freaked her out a little and she gripped tightly on his shoulders until she felt the desk beneath her. Both their hands seemed to control her movements and she laid down on the cold desk with the little urging pushes and pulling.

Her thoughts were all over the place, some where wondering how to get out of this, others were screaming and scolding her for allowing this. Then the voices of dark desire were calling to her, begging for more. It was these voices that took over any voice of reasoning and she kissed Temperance in return, letting her tongue dance with hers.

When the kiss broke and Temperance moved further down, Emily whimpered and panted to what she felt between her legs. His mouth is so hot and felt far more incredible that she could ever imagine. With the position she found herself in and how Temperance was above her, Emily couldn't resist the urge to take in one of her nipples.

Emily was hesitant about how to suck on it and could only copy what has been done to her own nipples. Copy what Temperance is doing now to her aching nipples. The action alone sent her deeper down the rabbit hole of dark desires, she wanted more and the closer she grew to hitting her first climax, the greedier her sucking got.

It was shortly after she took in her first nipple between those sweet lips that the climax hit. She sucked hard on that nipple as she cried out with pleasure, feeling the first real flow of an orgasm.

 

[cgraven]

Each little gasp that becomes a dark sensual moan please me, as your sweet virginal body surrenders to the seductively sensual assault of my mouth on your virgin innocence. I love making your gorgeous young body squirm in sinful abandon. I savor your whimpering need for releases as you arch your sweet pussy to my mouth as I tease you with that release that is just beyond your grasp. Then as you body trembles in need as it anticipates being denied once more, with a flick of my tongue I drive you over the edge of that dark abyss.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Your screamed ecstasy is music to my ears as I greedily lap up the sweet dewy nectar of your of first orgasm. Over the next twenty minutes I rip a cascading series of orgasms for that delightfully gorgeous virginal body of yours. My thick tongue stabbing into your virgin pussy, tickling and pressing to that thin barrier that proclaims your carnal innocence.

Temperance feasts on your throbbing nipples, presses her own breast to your shy innocent suckling mouth before she slowly kisses her way back up the sensual bow of your neck, her moist ripe lips once more claiming your mouth with her lover’s kiss. This time she demands more of you, demands your complete surrender to her dominance. For now I let her play her game with you for my amusement , but I have plans for your virginity and when and how it shall be plucked from you.

Mr. De Loup, Miss Séduire…

A soft feminine voice called and Temperance growled her disapproval as her lips slip from yours.


Coming Michelle.

Miss Séduire smiles down into your soft emerald eyes.

Till Later darling!

Her lips brush yours once more before she takes her leave . Now you’re alone with me, my tongue lashing at your pussy, and my teeth nipping at you inner thigh.

“You taste so sweet Krysti.”

I lift my head from your hot little pussy. My mouth claims yours so you can taste your own sweetness.

“See what I mean Krysti”

 

[katalynn]

He had her worked up in such a frenzy that Emily didn't take notice of the other female nor the disappearance of his assistance. They both had her world spinning out of control as she laid sprawled and panting for a few seconds while Temperance left. His body felt incredible against hers as he kissed her, the cool silky material caressed her heated flesh as she writhed beneath him.

There wasn't much of a hesitation to return the kiss, the hesitation that came was the strong taste of herself on his lips. Something she wasn't too sure of at first, then that uncertainty faded quickly as her tongue eagerly seeks for his with such passion. None of this seemed real to her, it was like watching herself from a dream, unable to recognize this side of herself. And at the same time, Emily couldn't get enough of him.

His scent became her new drug, the taste of his lips were intoxicating and his body pressed between her legs felt inviting. Emily instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms went to his shoulders, hugging him in a lovers embrace that begged for more. Her hips couldn't stop moving when her pussy felt his incredibly hard bulge, as if her pussy had a mind of its own, it begged and pleaded to feel more of what hid within his pants.

"Yes.... Sir.... I taste very sweet...."

Emily whispered against his lips breathlessly and she licked his lips while taking another dark, passionate kiss from him.

 

[cgraven]

De Loup’s body pressed to the aroused little coed’s as he slowly dry humped the girl. The hard length of his rampant cock, sheath in the wool of his trousers, caressed her velvet inner thigh, the head grazing the soft moist lips of Kristy’s hungering pussy. De Loup’s demanding mouth deepened their kiss letting it linger deepen as his calloused ebony hand kneaded the girl’s firm young breast., his thumb brushing across Kristy’s engorged nipple. When he had teased the young virgin’s magnificent young body to the point that she was whimpering and sobbing for release, for that dark deliciously sinful pleasure again De Loup let his lips slip from hers.

"Yes.... Sir.... I taste very sweet...."

Kristy gasped as her luscious young body arched to her boss’s body as she whitened in such sinful ecstasy.

“Kristy it is time for you to please me with your mouth.”

His lips brushed hers as he spoke, and his hot moist breath washed over the aroused young beauty’s face and throat. Slowly he slipped from the young virgin that lay prostrate across his desk as if a virgin sacrifice, now so alone and empty, the cool air of the room washing over her excited young body. De Loup’s eyes captured Kristy’s as he pointed to the floor before him as if commanding her to come, and kneel before him and do as she had been told like a Good little Girl.

 

[katalynn]

She didn't know what to think when he pulled away from her writhing body, leaving her panting and wanting more than she could ever imagine. Her mouth isn't where she wanted him, he was so close and right there a moment ago, all he had to do was free himself and plunge into her greedy body. Instead he chose to pull away and left her confused with a need she couldn't explain.

"I.... I don't know how to do that Sir..."

While she spoke, she slid off the desk onto extremely shaky legs that barely supported her in that moment. Using the desk for support to help lower herself to her knees in front of him. A fresh blush painted her heated cheeks when she saw her wetness on his pants where the hard bulge is, her scent mingled with his right at her nose.

"What if I don't please you well enough Sir?"

Her lust filled, emerald eyes looked up to meet his gaze with a hint of fear with the idea of having such a huge cock filling her mouth. The stories she's read had men forcing themselves down the girls throat without a care in the world, making her choke and gag until some get sick... Those were stories she didn't like very much and started to fear that would be his intention here.

At this point she wanted to pleasure him in any way possible, after all he had given her more pleasure than she's ever had in her life. For her, it was only fair to do as he requested... Even if he ends up doing what some of those stories did.....