Another LONG night at work...

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It was another long, boring night at work. I don't know what I was thinking when I agreed to take this job a couple years ago. It's not that fun having to babysit a bunch of drity old men. I have never endured so many cat calls, stares, and gropings in all my life!

Don't get me wrong. Working at an adult bookstore isn't all bad. In fact, there's many times I'm horny at work. I guess it's hard not to get horny there will all the toys and mags around. ;) Not to mention, my high sex drive...

[Edited by Tiggs on 07-26-2000 at 01:58 PM]
 
"Right out of college. I could have done anything I wanted to do, yet, what am I doing? Stocking boxes at an adult shop," pooh muttered to no one in particular.
Pooh looked around, eyeing all of the sex toys, massagers, dildo's, and other assorted nick nacks that kept dirty old man up and running.
"What a life," Pooh muttered to himself. He left the back room, making sure there were no customers in the store.
There was no one. Wednesday afternoon, there shouldn't be anyone in here.
Pooh looked over at the counter, there was another employee. Her name was Tiggs. Pooh was sure it was a nickname of sorts, but it still made him giggle that she was Tiggs and he was Pooh.
He went up right next to her. She was stocking the magazine aisle.
He was right next to her, he could smell her perfume, she smelled wonderful. He paused, taking another whiff.
"Need any help?" he asked, right next to her.
 
His eyes passed over me but looking without seeing. Both hands were at either side of my skull, my eyes clenched shut and a bead of cold sweat ran down my face and onto the collar of brown trenchcoat. "Ask her" I mouthed silently, "Ask her!". I felt pressure build and for a long moment the possibility that I might actually lose presented itself. With a pop I felt his mind give and the words spoken aloud, "Need any help?"

It was a weak pickup phrase but the best I could force out of him at the moment. This guy was quite a fighter but atleast it would become easier now that he had given. I took control of his arm and snaked it to rest on her shoulder. She didn't flinch away from his close contact. I grinned. This would work out fine...
 
poohlive said:
"Need any help?" he asked, right next to her.

I jump, slightly startled. I wasn't prepaired for someone to talk to me. I look over and see it's "Pooh", the new guy. "Sure, you can help me if you want," I say to him, handing him some magazines.

"Slow day..." he says. I'm not sure if it's a question or a statement, but none the less true.

"Yeah, it sure is," I say. "I'm kinda glad though. I don't know if I could have handled a lot of dirty old men today. Just because I'm a young woman working in an adult bookstore doens't mean I'm here for their disposal to do whatever they want!" I realized that I was ranting to poor Pooh, who had no idea what I was talking about. "Sorry," I said smiling.
 
"No, it is all right," Pooh smiled back. It was only his second week, but he knew how those awful guys practically molested her.
Pooh put up a Penthouse, trying to keep the conversation going, "So, what is a nice gal like you doing in a crazy place like this."
Pooh slowly took another step towards her, still not getting over that wonderful smell she had.
"Well, you want the long story or short?" she looked up at him, winking.
Pooh looked at the stack of magazines, there were a lot of them, "Why not the long, this place is pretty dead anyway.
All right, "she began, " Well you see..."
 
poohlive said:
" Well you see..."

"It all started two years ago, back when I was still in school. I needed some extra money, being far away from parents for the first time ever, if I wanted to stay in school. I saw a small ad in our school paper for a job opening here. Needless to say, I took the job."

I sensed Pooh moving closer to me. For the first time since he started here I noticed a semi hard on. I guess a place like this can get to anyone after time. :)

I don't know what it is, but I sense something in the store...a presence of some kind. I look around, but we are alone in this main room. I don't remember anyone going back into the movie arcade...
 
Tiggs started looking around, uncomfortably.
"Is there anything wrong?" he started to look around too.
She paused a moment longer, before saying, "No, nothing. It's nothing, I just always feel like I am being watched in this place."
Pooh smiled, then started laughing.
"What?" Tiggs looked puzzled.
"You are, let me show you." Pooh grabbed her arm, feeling an instant spark between them. His already half erect cock twinged once more. Calm down, he thought, just for a little bit.
Pooh took her to a small room in the back. There were a whole bunch of tv's and a small cable hook up.
"You know the boss, Harold."
She nodded, there was also a disgusted look on her face. Pooh knew what she meant, the man was a creep.
"He put a whole bunch of cameras all over the store. He says it is so no one can steal anything, but I think he just sits in here and jacks off."
Pooh pointed to several cameras showing the movie arcade. He stepped very close to her, almost touching her. He could smell her every pore. She was hot, and ripe. The hard on he was having jumped another notch.
"Who is that?" Pooh asked, noticing a man one of the arcade. He was holding onto his head, he seemed to be concentrating on something.
"I could of sworn we were alone." Pooh said, puzzled.
Tiggs looked around, smiling, "Silly, we are."
So they were...
 
I don't know what it was, usually the thought of some dirty old man was a big turn off, but right now I was hornier than ever knowning that Harold had camera all over the store. That means he's more than likely seen me masturbate when I've been sitting behind the counter.

"Go over and lock the door," Pooh said to me. He gave my ass a swap as I walked past him. I don't know what it was, but I found myself obeying him...and liking it!

I quickly locked the door and returned to Pooh. "Now take off your shirt," Pooh said, chuckling. "I think Dad- I mean Harold- would like to see your tits. He says you've been nothing but a cock tease since you've started here!"

I don't know why it was, but I found myself obeying Pooh. My pussy was growing moist as I slid my shirt over my shoulders. I wasn't waering a bra.

The store was chilly and my nipples were hard as diamonds!
 
Finally, after two weeks of jacking off in bed Pooh was finally about to have his wet dreams come true.
He saw he perfect nipples, staring back at him. Pooh took one in each hand, leaning towards her. His lips were mere inches from hers.
Pooh carrased each breast, feeling the nipples between his fingers. She let out a soft moan, which drove him wild. His cock, now fully erect, was nudging on her thigh. He could feel it.
Pooh liked being the dominent one, "Ok," he said, taking a step away from her. "Get down on your knees."
She did as she was told, good girl.
Pooh unzipped his pants.
 
I was stunned at the momentary lapse of control for a moment, but then gritted my teeth and forced my will on hapless Pooh. It helped that he did indeed want this. Most of his words were flowing of his own volition now, still unaware that he was being played like a willing puppet dangling on strings of thread. I felt his hands slip from his pants, where even now a hardening monster grew, and tangle in her fine warm long hair. Another knot of hesitation welled up in his mind, a nagging voice whispering that they might not be alone, that someone might be watching. Ruthlessly I pounded the thought clear from his head and triumphantly felt his hands slide lower, feeling their way over her closed eyes and cupping her jaw.
 
poohlive said:
"Get down on your knees." She did as she was was told.
Pooh unzipped his pants...

I feel as if I am lured in a trance as Pooh lowers his pants. Here was a guy I never thought about before tonight, but there I was, down on my knees, dying to see his cock! It was as Pooh knew the power he held over me... He used it to torture me!

I stared up at him, hurgy-eyed, licking my lips as Pooh slid his boxers down. And there it was! It was the most magnificent cock I had seen in a long time! I was dying to get my mouth around it.

Patiently, I waited for Pooh to give me the "okay" before I touched it. Finally he said, "Suck it Bitch!"

Obediently, I did! I took the head of his cock into my mouth and forcefully sucked on it like it were a pacifier. The head alone was so large! It took up a great portion of my mouth.

I was about to lick up and down the shaft when Pooh thrust his hips forward and forced me to take all of his cock in my mouth. I gagged softly, trying not to choke on it. Pooh grabbed on to the back of my head with both hands as he started to fuck my mouth...
 
"Suck it, bitch!"

I was slightly shocked at that phrase. Pooh had grown up to be a polite young man and his sudden change of demeanor was quite uncharacteristic. I grinned. Both were too far gone to back out now. Giving each of them a final mental nudge, I loosed my control and tiptoed up the stairs to the office making certain not to disturb the pair. Gagging, choking, sucking sounds followed my ascent.

I was glad I upgraded the security cameras to color a few months ago, even if it had alerted my son to their presence. I activated recording on the twelve store cameras. Only two had a clear view of the action, but I could remotely adjust three more if I timed it right so pair below didn't notice. It was worth the risk.

The young cockteaser was finally about to get laid. If not directly by me, then at least through my son. The thought of him plunging into her sweet untouchable body sent tendrils of excitement to my hardening cock even as she wildly deepthroated his.
 
He thrust his hips, fucking her mouth. She gagged, Pooh liked the sound of that.
"You take it down, Bitch. You take it all down and you like it." Pooh thrusted again, hitting the back of her mouth. He held her tight, making sure she wouldn't squirm, he wanted her right there.
Pooh kept thrusting back and forth, each time he made progress down her throat. Before long she was all the way down his shaft.
Pooh had never felt so much control over anybody, and he liked it.
"Does the little whore like sucking cock." He could see she was nodding. Tiggs mouth was a too occupied to speak at the moment.
Pooh felt a twinge in his balls, he was about to cum. He started fucking her mouth, faster and faster.
"You swallow it slut, you swallow it all." Pooh knew she didn't need to be told though. She was going to be a good little girl.
Finally the tension hit, Pooh pulled her head down on him as hard as he could. The cum flew out of him, he never knew a man could have that much.
Tiggs choked at first, but then she swallowed, eager to take it all down. Pooh smiled.
"All right. Bitch get up, don't think you are getting off that easy," he had plenty of more things for them to do.
 
poohlive said:
"All right. Bitch get up, don't think you are getting off that easy,"

With that Aranian came back downstairs. He was standing behind us, checking out my newfound submission, and laughing. "Looks like you picked a good one, boy!" He said to Pooh.

"Yeah, ain't she a beaut Dad?" Pooh agreed. "What are we gonna do with her?"

"Go over to our bondage section, boy, I have a few ideas!"
 
Over in the bondage section, Pooh was instructed to gather two sets of hand cuffs, a blindfold, a ball gag, a riding crop, cat-o-nine tails, and a thick paddle (among other things). Quickly, he walked back to his father and myself...
 
Pooh gave the things to his father. He didn't know what he was doing, but he liked it.
"Lay down," he instructed to Tiggs, she immediately obeyed. He started playing with her breasts, squeezing the nipples as his father put on all the goodies.
When he was finished she was gagged, blindfolded, cuffed, and totally restrained. Pooh's cock got hard just looking at her.
"So," he said to dad, who was looking at her the same way, " you first."
Dad greedily nodded and bent down to her.
Pooh rubbed his cock, making sure it was still hard.

[Edited by poohlive on 07-31-2000 at 12:44 AM]
 
I ran a feather touch along her bare back, enjoying the shivers it produced. Even back when she interviewed for the job, I knew she had a perfect figure, it was part of the reason I'd hired Tiggs. Her regular bouts of masturbation caught on video after closing hours only confirmed my suspicions. When I removed my hand, she looked up at me, her expression aboil with defiance and demand.

"Mmm. Your name suits you, Tiggs. Very tiger-like. A pity though. Pooh will have you purring and pleading like a kitten soon enough."

"Hah. Yeah, a sex kitten. Maybe we could have her model our wares to our special customers after this." Pooh jeered.

Suddenly a rapping from the glass door.

"Carry on, Pooh. I'll get it. It's probably a patron who wants to know why we're locked up at ten to five."
 
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