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Tina and the Stuffed Pussy
by Jujun (jujunanon@excite.com)

***

A club owner takes advantage of Tina when he learns 
she is on the run from the Mob. Tina reluctantly 
starts her job as the waitress and star attraction at 
a small club named "The Stuffed Pussy." (M+/f-teen, 
nc, rp, ped, d/s, 1st, exh, bd, huml, tor)

***

Author's Note: Below is a work of fantasy and fiction 
and in no way reflects the views or preferences of 
the author. Characters and scenes within this work do 
not relate to any individuals or events in real life.

Writing feedback and ideas for subsequent chapters is 
appreciated at jujunanon@excite.com

***

-= Chapter 1 =-

I looked at my boss in disbelief. My brother and I 
have worked for Eddie for almost a year now and, 
while a little lewd and creepy at times, I couldn't 
believe he would even think about something as over 
the top as what he just told me.

"Tina, while you consider my offer, you should know 
that a couple of interesting gentleman came calling 
after you last night. We had a long conversation 
and... I'm not an expert, but it sure seems that you 
better find a place to hide. A real shame with your 
brother finally settled into school and making 
friends."

I froze and looked at the door, panicked now. It 
seemed inconceivable that they could have followed us 
across the country to this little town in Iowa. There 
was no trail that we could have left. 

Ours is really a long story but the short of it is 
that our parents were killed while under the 
"protection" of the witness protection agency. When I 
was 14, my parents and I had witnessed a brutal mob 
style execution related to drugs and illegal weapons 
and our Federal "Protectors" turned out to be under 
the influence of the same mob organization that we 
were to testify against. 

My 11 year old brother managed to escape but somehow 
was declared as dead due to witnesses reporting 
seeing him when the home exploded. I on the other 
hand, am known to be alive because I wasn't in the 
house and am now being searched for by Witness 
Protection, Federal Marshalls, Child Protection 
Services, murdering mob agents, and god only knows 
who else. Based on my experience, getting found by 
one is as bad as getting found by another!

I looked at Eddie, now truly scared and suddenly 
exhausted. "What is it you're trying to say Eddie? I 
can't go back to work at Eddie Z's and I can't stay 
here. I'm only 16, which is too young to work in your 
new X rated supper club even if I wanted to consider 
your proposal."

"Well Tina, the way I see it, age is only a matter of 
the ID you carry. No one in town knows who you are 
since you don't seem to be going to school with your 
brother. Seeing as how you have the tits of an 18 
year old, no one is going to question your age after 
you start working at the new place. 

"Besides, this group will never think to look for you 
in an 18 club since they know you're just going on 
16. Here's the deal, I give you and your brother room 
and board at the club outside town, we make up some 
fake IDs for the records, and in exchange, you help 
me fill the club every night by displaying your hot 
little body." 

I looked at Eddie with pleading eyes, "Eddie, you 
know me. I work hard and try to do anything I can to 
help out, but I can't do what you're asking. I don't 
even like the guys looking at me in the uniform you 
have me wear at your non-X rated diner, but I can't 
go on the run again... I don't have enough money 
saved up after paying all of Toby's school things."

Eddie got up and walked over to where I was still 
standing on trembling legs trying to think of other 
options to make this nightmare go away. "Tina, you're 
going to be just fine. Make no mistake, I am going to 
torment your hot little body in every nasty way 
imaginable, but we'll start off slow and even let you 
wear clothes on your first night working at The 
Stuffed Pussy. 

"Now, I have some shopping to do but why don't you 
pack up your things and I'll stop by your place to 
move you into your new apartment at 2:30. We can pick 
Toby up from school on the way. Otherwise, those 
gentlemen did imply something about a reward for 
information..."

With that he let loose with a big full handed slap on 
my butt causing me to give a little yelp and walked 
out the door, self-assured that I would go along with 
his perverse plan. What choice did I have?

Tina's First Night 

"You said you'd let me wear clothes. That's not 
clothes, that's underwear!" We had picked up Toby and 
moved our meager belongings to the apartment next 
door to The Stuffed Pussy. Now it was 5 o'clock on 
Friday night and Eddie was standing in the kitchen of 
the Stuffed Pussy with a shitty grin on his face 
holding out my new "uniform." The uniform consisted 
of a pair of yellow bikini panties with a screen 
print of a fat sassy cat holding a beer mug centered 
over the crotch. 

There was a matching yellow stretchy shirt with 
"Property of the Stuffed Pussy" lettered across the 
breast. The shirt wasn't extremely low cut but it did 
have an open back with short cute sleeves and would 
end a couple of inches above my belly button and be a 
tight stretch across my breasts. 

"I'm not wearing that, it's worse than Hooters"

Eddie walked up to me and got right in my face. 
"Tina, I am not going to explain your situation 
again. The Stuffed Pussy is much more risqué than 
Hooters and you are The Stuffed Pussy's new, 1-and-
only attraction. If you don't wear what we say, do 
what we say, and say what we say, we will make you. 
If you don't like it, you can leave and I will 
collect my reward." With that he reached out 2 
figures and gave me a viscous titty-twister through 
my bra

"Aieeeeeeeee stoooop!" I shrieked and tried to back 
away which only served to stretch out my breast and 
make him tighten his grip. "I'll wear it just please 
let go!"

"Good" Eddie said with a smug smile and handed me the 
small pieces of fabric that would be my new attire 
for the evening. "We will introduce you at 7:00 on 
the stage and after that your duties will be serving 
tables and taking orders the same as at Eddie Z's."

Eddie left the back. I quickly went into the restroom 
and put on the panties. They fit snugly and left 
nothing to the imagination leaving me more exposed 
than my skimpiest swimsuit. There was no way I could 
wear a bra with the top and I knew that everyone 
would be able to clearly seem my nipples all night 
which was probably my perverted boss' intent. 

When I walked back into the kitchen I could feel my 
face burning as everyone stopped what they were doing 
to gawk and leer. Eddie looked up from his 
conversation with his head bartender Phil and said 
"that will keep the boys coming back." If possible my 
face got even redder.

"Eddie, please don't make me do this, I don't know if 
I can do this, I, I..." I couldn't help it, I started 
shaking and the tears started coming. I had been 
through too much and my world had gone from safe and 
secure to traumatized in the space of one afternoon. 
I started to sob and Eddie rushed over to me and 
pulled me into a close and sympathetic hug. 

For a moment I thought he would relent and let me put 
my clothes back on but instead he said, "Tina, you're 
my cash cow and I'm going to look out for you and 
take care of you. There's going to be lots of stuff 
you don't like but that's what will keep bringing in 
the money. 

"In return, I'll make sure you and your brother wake 
up each morning fine and dandy with just some 
momentary discomfort and a little bruising to your 
pride and modesty. Now... clean your face, fix your 
make-up, and hang out behind the curtain on the 
stage... you have 20 minutes or so to compose 
yourself before your big debut!"

7:00 PM

"Ladies and gentlemen; mostly gentlemen, without 
further ado I present to you our new waitress and 
star attraction Tina."

With that the curtain opened and there I was standing 
in a bright spot-light, dressed like a slutty 
teenager ready for bed in my uniform with 20 men 
ranging from 21 to 65 staring at me. I instantly 
turned bright red again from the top of my breasts to 
the tips of my ears. I could feel my pulse pounding 
in my cheeks and my vision blurred.

Eddie turned and called to me "come on out and wave 
to all of our esteemed guests that have turned out to 
welcome you to the Stuffed Pussy." With that he took 
my arm and led me to the front of the stage. "I think 
it's time we got you to work because judging by the 
looks, these boys are hungry! If you know what I 
mean..." 

There was a collective chuckle at my expense 
throughout the room and with that I was led to the 
floor and a small pad and pen were thrust in my hand. 
Eddie gave my panty covered bum a slap/push and said 
"Get to work."

I hurried over to the first table thankful to have 
something to do to take my mind off my state of 
dress. "Good evening, my name is Tina and I will be 
taking care of you tonight. Can I start you off with 
some drinks?"

And so the first couple of hours passed. It wasn't so 
bad. There were a couple of innuendos thrown my way 
and I constantly felt the burn of lewd stares 
directed at my ass, crotch, and boobs. Every once in 
a while someone would squeeze past me and cop an 
accidental feel but I had some experience avoiding 
and redirecting the worst of this behavior from my 
last year waitressing at Eddie Z's. Around 9 o'clock 
the mood started to change. Some of the tables were 
getting more forward and the comments were no longer 
veiled behind clever innuendos. 

Table 8 was the worst. It was a group of 6 thirty-
somethings that were downing drinks at a steady pace. 
"Can I get you boys another round?"

"You are one fine slut aren't you" one of them 
slurred at me. I went to take a step back but he 
corralled me with a long arm around my shoulders and 
pulled me back to the table. Then he pulled me up 
onto his lap and said "why don't you have a seat here 
while we discuss whether I've spent enough in drinks 
to fuck that hot little honey hole of yours or 
whether I have to tip you too!"

I was to surprised and stunned to speak for a moment 
but then I recovered and whirled around slapping him 
in the face as hard as I could and then flailed out 
of his lap ending up getting caught up in his legs on 
the bar stool and falling in a pile on the floor.

"Bitch!" he yelped.

Eddie was there in an instant "Tina!" He scolded. 
"That's no way to treat our esteemed guest. Bill is a 
regular and an extremely valued customer!"

I looked up at Eddie from the floor "he was molesting 
me."

"He was just showing his appreciation and stating 
what we are all thinking about and that is how much 
we'd like to stuff your slutty little pussy. Bill, to 
make it up to you maybe you can help me teach Tina a 
lesson about how we greet guests at the Stuffed 
Pussy."

With that Eddie dragged me to my feed and over to a 
carpet covered ceiling column just off to the side of 
the entrance to the club.

"Wha... where are you taking me?" I asked, worried 
they were going to drag me outside in my underwear 
and molest me. But they stopped at the column and 
Eddie turned to Bill and said "think that hook will 
hold her." Bill looked at me evilly and said, "Not 
sure what you have in mind but I would sure love to 
find out." Eddie said, "Hoist her so her ass is level 
with the hook and you'll see." 

The hook in question was an old 2 pronged coat hook 
with about 5 inches between prongs and about 6 feet 
off the ground sticking out of the 2 foot diameter 
ceiling column. Needing no further encouragement, 
Bill grabbed my arms, pinning them to my sides, and 
easily lifted my 110lb frame up half bent over his 
shoulder until I felt the hook pressing into my 
bottom. Then I felt Eddie's hand pull my panties up 
giving me a hard wedgy and slipping the bunched up 
waste band above each of my butt cheeks over one of 
the prongs on the hook.

"Ok Bill, you can let her down"

Bill backed away and suddenly I was hanging by my 
panties. I felt the crotch pull painfully tight into 
my pussy as my bikini bottoms became a thong. I 
quickly lost my balance with my feet 3 feet off the 
ground and my head slumped forward.

"Ayaheee heeeelp!" I yelled in pain, surprise, and 
panic as I fell forward.

Luckily Bill caught my head and shoulders before they 
slammed into the pole, holding me up with a solid 
hand between my breasts.

"Hah! Eddie laughed, "See you owe Bill now, he just 
saved you quite a headache" "Hold on Bill, I can fix 
that. Hand me her shirt

"What no" I shrieked as I flailed my legs wildly 
trying to get free. "I'm not wearing a bra."

"Perfect" Bill cheered as he easily pulled my top off 
over my head and handed it to Eddie. There was 
suddenly a loud chorus of cheers and whistles and I 
realized that the whole bar had surrounded the column 
to get a better view of my humiliating situation. 

"Nice tits!"

"Shake them"

"Kind of large for a strip pole ain't it?"

My C-sized breasts were now exposed and Eddie pulled 
my arms back around the column and then used my shirt 
to tie them in place. I was on humiliating display 
and hung there mortified in front of the cat-calling 
customers. My shoulders were pulled back by my 
restrained arms causing my breasts to stand out 
proudly. My panties were pulled so far into my pussy 
that I was sure that everyone could see every detail 
my vagina and my ass was all but on display with my 
panties disappearing into my butt crack. 

"Please let me down, I didn't mean it. I'll 
apologize, I'll do better." I sobbed. I kicked my 
legs weakly trying to get my panties unhooked but 
impossibly they held.

Then it seemed that the gathered crowd all remembered 
that they had cell phone cameras and the flashes and 
clicking started as the crowd jeered and recorded my 
misery.

"Tina, your job is now official Stuffed Pussy 
greeter. For the rest of the night you have hostess 
duties and if you do a good job then you can go back 
to waitressing tomorrow night."

"Hah," Bill laughed, "she is definitely suited for 
the job! Look how stuffed her pussy is. Talk about a 
camel toe, I don't know how those panties are holding 
up!"

"Man that is one fine pussy! I would like to try a 
piece of that!"

"Eddie!" I pleaded. "It hurts really badly? You can't 
leave me here!"

Eddie looked up at me and I despaired at the snide 
look on his face. 

"What hurts really bad Tina?"

I looked at him stupidly. "What do you mean? My 
panties are digging in and hurting me!"

Eddie reached up and started to trace a finger over 
my panty covered pussy. I gave a little squeal and 
closed my legs. Almost in unison Bill and one of his 
friends each grabbed one of my ankles started to 
spread my legs straight out going past spread eagled 
towards a splits. Eddie reached back up and traced 
his finger back down my crotch over my little 
sensitive button and across my vagina. 

"Does your pussy hurt?" 

I thought it was impossible, but now I was even more 
exposed with my legs spread and only a thin scrap of 
cloth protecting my final modesty. I really am 
flexible and can do a full splits and more so 
spreading my legs didn't really cause my legs any 
pain but somehow in seemed to intensify the pain by 
causing my panties to pull harder into my vagina and 
over my clit. This new helpless exposure spurred a 
new round of clicks from the amateur paparazzi 
surrounding me.

I twitched as Eddie's finger retraced over my 
sensitive spots and shouted, "Yes dammit! My pussy 
hurts! Please let me down."

"No," he said with finality. "You have a job to do, 
get use to your new position." He winked evilly and 
walked away.
 

-= Chapter 2 =-

Eddie looked across the floor to where Tina hung by 
the door. The day had gone better than he could have 
hoped. A steady stream of patrons were making their 
way over to Tina to taunt, fondle, take pictures, and 
even, it appeared, to tuck a couple of singles inside 
her tightly stretched panties. Eddie knew that 
tonight's activities and word of mouth would keep his 
club filled and the money flowing into his pocket. 
That is if he could maintain his control of the hot 
little teen that fate had dropped into his lap. 

***

My time hanging from the pole was terrible. I have 
never felt so helpless. Patrons came up to leer and 
make fun of me. Every time the front door opened the 
cool night air washed over my naked breasts keeping 
my nipples pointy. 

I dutifully greeted each guest with a "welcome to the 
Stuffed Pussy," not wanting to be taught any 
additional lessons. As the night went on, the patrons 
became bolder; taking turns fondling my breasts or 
running their hands up my thighs and over my panties. 

One guy took a single and roughly worked it under the 
crotch of my panties which spurred a couple more 
patrons to work dollar bills into my waistband and 
anywhere else they could reach. Shortly after I was 
hung up on the hook, my panties started to cut off 
the circulation in my legs. I tried to wiggle and 
stretch my legs to restore circulation. 

Phil noticed this from behind the bar and yelled out 
"look boys, she's started dancing on that pole!" 

Bill looked up from his table off to my left and 
shouted, "Thatta girl! Give us a show." 

Not wanting the renewed attention, I tried to hold 
still but it was too late. Bill got up and stumbled 
over to me. I could smell the beer coming off his 
breath as he reached up, cupping and squeezing both 
of my breasts together. "You stick with Bill and 
he'll show you how to be a proper slut and keep 
earning the cash."

I closed my eyes and whimpered "I don't want to be a 
slut, please leave me alone." Then I heard Eddie 
speak up from somewhere behind me. 

"So you think you've learned your lesson then Tina?"

I strained my neck around to look at Eddie with Bill 
still rhythmically squeezing and pawing my breasts. 
"I'll be good and be nice to the customers. Please 
let me down, I can't feel my legs anymore," I sobbed. 

Eddie laughed and winked at Bill, "I'm not sure I 
believe you, you don't seem to be enjoying Bill's 
attention. Here he is worshiping your boobs and you 
haven't even thanked him yet."

I panicked and practically thrust my breasts into 
Bill's busy hands "thank you for petting my boobs 
Bill; I'm glad you like them."

"That's better!" Eddies said. "Bill you think you can 
pick her up if I untie her?" 

"Sure thing Ed!"

And like that I felt my arms freed from around the 
pole and I was unceremoniously slumped over Bill's 
shoulder again. My shoulders and arms were asleep. I 
felt Eddie unhook my panties from the hook and then 
Bill was walking me back over to his table with my 
ass bent over his shoulder. I was beyond caring and 
just hung on and whimpered as the feeling came back 
into my limbs.

"Tina, when you can walk again, start cleaning up 
tables, it's getting close to closing time and I 
don't want to be here all night." 

I looked over at Eddie from the chair that Bill had 
dropped me in and gave a meek "ok." 

"Oh, and one more thing," Eddie started... I looked 
up at him with fear approaching panic in my eyes. 
Eddie dropped a roll of yellow extra strength duct 
tape on the table next to me and said, "tape your 
panties up, we don't want you exposing yourself 
before you turn 18."

I stared at him in disbelief as Bill tore off a hefty 
piece of tape and secured my stretched out panties to 
the small of my back. 

There I sat topless with my panties barely hanging on 
to my hips, after being put on display next to the 
front door for the last 4 hours, and he's worried 
about me exposing myself! "Can I have my top back?" I 
asked.

"Hah, I think the boys have seen your tits plenty 
tonight, I just think we need to hold out a little 
longer before they get to see the rest of my new cash 
cow! Maybe tomorrow you can wear a shirt again. On 
the bright side... if they don't fall out, you can 
keep your tips at the end of the night." 

I looked down at the paper currency hanging out from 
the waistband and crotch of my panties. It was so 
absurd that I almost started laughing. Here I sat 
with my modesty in shambles and on the bright side I 
got to keep the $10 odd dollars that the guys had 
molested me with! Great!

And so my first night at The Stuffed Pussy ended with 
me cleaning tables topless with what was left of my 
panties tapped up to maintain what little modesty I 
had left.


-= Chapter 3 =-

Eddie quickly realized that if he was going to have 
Tina occupied putting on shows for the customers (and 
he was), he would have to bring on some additional 
help or resign himself to waiting a lot of tables. 
With the increased crowds he expected, he probably 
needed more than one waitress / entertainer anyways. 

With this in mind, when he woke up Saturday morning 
he placed an ad in a local free "entertainment 
newspaper" for an adult Waitress / Entertainer. After 
accomplishing this chore he went over to the 
apartment to have a word with Toby.

"Morning champ! How was school this week?" Eddie 
greeted as he walked into the basement apartment that 
Toby and Tina now occupied.

Toby jumped up from where he was reading at the 
kitchen table and stammered, "G-good sir. We really 
appreciate you letting us move in down here."

"No problem at all Toby, don't get up I wanted to sit 
and talk with you while your sister is at work." 
Eddie replied. "You see Toby, I wanted to make sure 
you understand what your sister has signed up for and 
see if you might be interested in helping her out on 
weekends and maybe earning a little spending money." 

Toby definitely looked interested and said "Tina told 
me that she agreed to move to your X rated club. I 
don't really like that she will have to be naked 
sometimes but I'm glad that you're giving her a job 
and helping us hide."

Eddie hid a grin. This was going to be easier than he 
had thought. He hadn't thought that Tina would have 
told Toby what she was up to... "Yes Toby, it's a 
very grown-up thing your sister is doing and the mob 
will never think to look for your sister in an adult 
club with her being naturally shy and not quite 18 
yet. Us guys like looking at and playing with pretty 
girls like Tina but we'll make sure she stays safe 
and doesn't get into trouble. 

"What I was thinking though, is that you're pretty 
mature also, and as long as what we are doing with 
Tina doesn't bother you, maybe you could help Tina 
out at the Stuffed Pussy and earn some extra money 
during nights and weekends. I could use someone to 
help clean-up and wash dishes and maybe do some 
cooking..."

A phone call and an interview later I acquired 
Silvia, a late 30s hostess with strip club experience 
and very little modesty. She seemed to have enough 
moxie to keep order in the front of the house... No 
one would pay her any attention standing next to Tina 
but she still had the curves and the flirtatious 
attitude that would keep the regulars coming back.

Saturday Night

"Tina, meet Silvia. Silvia, Tina is that sassy run-
away I was telling you about. Silvia will be our new 
hostess, waitress, and entertainer to help you out 
and..." Ed looked at Tina meaningfully, "Silvia will 
keep me from having to wait tables should you get 
tied up again." 

I looked up from the table I was wiping down. This 
was my second surprise of the day. My first was 
finding out that Toby was going to be doing dishes 
and bussing tables for Eddie. I argued vehemently 
with Toby and then Eddie. Mortified that my brother 
was going to get to see me running around wearing god 
only knows what! I lost both arguments. 

I reached forward to shake Silvia's hand but to my 
surprise Silvia rushed forward and pulled me into a 
big hug. She was wearing a black cocktail waitress 
type uniform with purple and green accents. The 
uniform had a deep cut halter top and a short skirt 
with fishnet stockings on her legs. It was far from 
modest but a good step better than the underwear that 
Eddie was forcing me to prance around in. 

Earlier Eddie had given me my uniform for tonight 
which was the same as last night's except deep pink 
panties and halter top instead of my stretched out 
yellow panties from last night. These panties had a 
long pink "cat's tale" hanging down from the bum. To 
complete the outfit he handed me a head band with cat 
ears and a set of retro looking skates and pink knee 
pads. 

I felt a little thrill of excitement in my tummy as I 
looked at myself in the outfit. It was definitely 
cute and was a little more like an ice skater's 
costume compared to what I was wearing last night. 

"Aren't you adorable!" Silvia crooned. "No doubt 
you'll really get the boys wound up looking like 
that!" 

I blushed and said "I'm glad you're going to be with 
me tonight, it was really hard being the only 
waitress last night."

"I bet." Silvia crooned. "We'll show those men a 
thing or two tonight, won't we!"

"Uhm, I guess so." I said, while thinking that 
showing them a thing or two was the last thing I 
wanted.

Eddie walked away feeling proud of himself. He had a 
long conversation with Silvia earlier in the 
afternoon and had outlined her responsibilities and 
"incentive program." Silvia's job in a nut shell was:

1) Help him force Tina to do all the nasty things she 
didn't know she was going to be doing

2) Keep Tina from freaking out completely

3) Think up new, creative, nasty things to do to Tina 
and ways to have the patrons "interact" with Tina

In exchange, Silvia would get a cut of the cover 
charge that the Stuffed Pussy would be instituting on 
weekends and for "special events." For her part, 
Silvia seemed highly excited about this arrangement 
and had already started planning Tina's "18th 
birthday party" and, after meeting Bill, had 
suggested that maybe Tina should experience her first 
blow job on stage to celebrate Bill's birthday. 

Bill's birthday just so happened to be tonight... 
Good stuff! Eddie just wondered how Silvia was going 
to accomplish item #1 & 2 above while convincing Tina 
to give head.

***

"Tina, come over here for a second hon." 

We were sitting in a make-shift "dressing room" that 
Eddie had thrown together in an oversized storage 
closet off stage. Silvia was now wearing some cat 
ears and had dabbed some "whiskers" on each cheek 
with some black make-up.

I got up and rolled over to the make-up table that 
Silvia had set up in front of the mirror and sat down 
on the bench next to Silvia. 

"Turn your head to the left and let me see your 
cheek. I decided you need whiskers!" With that she 
quickly dabbed some black dots on each cheek giving 
me whiskers to go with my tail and ears. 

I smiled. "Thanks Silvia, they look cute!" 

"No problem chica!" Silvia put her arm over my 
shoulder. "Now, we need to have a little bit more 
serious talk. Did you know that Bill's birthday is 
tonight?"

"Uhm, I guess I didn't" I responded.

"Well, it is, and I should probably tell you that 
Bill's probably going to be looking for a present 
tonight... maybe some help blowing out his candle if 
you know what I mean."

I looked up at Silvia. I'm not completely naïve and 
had an idea where Silvia was going with this. "I'm 
not sure I do know what you mean, although I'm pretty 
sure it's not going to involve a cake." 

Silvia laughed and rubbed my back, "No hon... Eddie 
thought the appropriate appreciation for our best 
customer would be a blowjob... of course he would 
since he's not the one that has to wrap his lips 
around Bill's cock, is he?"

"Silvia, I haven't ever given a blowjob before, I 
don't think I can ~" 

"Tina, Tina" Silvia laughed cutting me off. "Don't 
worry, it's really not that bad and there isn't 
anything to it. Open up his fly and start sucking 
away with a lot of tongue... it's one of those things 
where you just take a deep breath and get down to it. 
He'll be finished off before you know it. Besides, at 
least Bill will be the one exposing himself tonight!"

I sighed, I kind of knew this would be coming but I 
didn't figure it would be so soon. If I was honest, 
along with the abject fear I was feeling, there was 
also a tremor of excitement and curiosity. I'd never 
really seen a penis up close and didn't know what it 
would be like to touch one. "Silvia, will you help 
me, I'm kind of scared... I've never touched a penis 
before."

7:00 PM

"Ladies and gentlemen; mostly gentlemen, without 
further ado I present to you the cutest kittens in 
town, Tina and Silvia ready to serve up your every 
need!"

I rolled out waving enthusiastically to the crowd. I 
was determined to play along and keep out of trouble 
tonight. I did a little pirouette spin as I came 
across the stage while Silvia walked out behind me. 
Most of the crowd was into their first drink and were 
cheering and whistling enthusiastically. Encouraged, 
I carefully stepped down the stage and started taking 
orders, rolling from table to table with my tail 
swinging along behind me. 

"Hi boys, time for round 2?" I rolled to a stop at a 
table of late 30 somethings. Their eyes were glued to 
a flat screen on the wall. I followed their gaze and 
my face turned beat red. There I was on the screen 
with Bill and his friend spreading my legs and Eddie 
molesting my panty covered pussy while I hung from 
the column the night before. I had no idea that Eddie 
was filming me the whole night!

One of the guys turned to look at me, "Looks like you 
put on a good show last night, Eddie sure knows how 
to make his pussy purr."

If possible, I turned a deeper shade of red. "I'm 
trying to be a good kitty tonight and keep you boys 
from getting thirsty," I replied, trying to change 
the subject back to serving drinks.

"In that case, another round of Miller Lites for the 
table and here's a little something for your effort." 

With that he deliberately reached down and pulled the 
front of my panties out while sliding a single down 
my belly button and over my pubic hair letting my 
panties snap back against my tummy. 

My cheeks still burning, I almost fell as I tried to 
backpedal on my skates and stuttered, "A-another 
round coming up."

I started skating back to the bar and had just gotten 
up to speed when my panties pulled tight and I was 
harshly dragged to a halt by my tail. I squealed as I 
was unceremoniously dragged back to a table by my 
panties. My bum was exposed completely as the front 
of my panties dug into my crotch while the back was 
pulled away from my butt.

I ended up rolling backwards until I came to a rough 
stop against someone's leg and was then hauled up 
onto what turned out to be Bill's lap.

"Heya Tina, it's not nice to ignore the Birthday 
boy."

I froze in fear and then decided maybe it would be in 
my interest to play with Bill a little bit. "Bill!" I 
put my hands on my hips and looked back over my 
shoulder and acted playfully indignant. "Didn't your 
momma ever teach you how to call for a waitress? You 
nearly put me on my bum and I don't want to ruin 
another one of Eddie's uniforms!" 

Bill gave a hearty laugh and put me back on my 
skates. He slapped the lower part of my bum and said, 
"Bring me another beer!"

***

I had gotten into a good rhythm skating back and 
forth from tables to the bar. The guys generally kept 
clear of me when I had a tray full of drinks but were 
forward about getting their feels in when I headed 
back to the bar with their empties. People had taken 
their cue from the first table of the night and 
singles were now hanging out of every inch of my 
waistband as the boys got more and more personal with 
their tips.

I was feeling pretty ok about the night when Silvia 
came up next to me and said, "Tina, I think it's time 
we gave Bill his birthday present." The butterflies 
went right through my tummy and I felt my hands get 
all clammy. Silvia must have noticed because she 
quickly said, "Don't panic hon, I'll be right with 
you, we'll take care of this one together!"

Phil walked up and handed Silvia a birthday cake that 
had some kind of fancy candle sticking out of it. 
"You gals ready?"

I didn't respond but Silvia gave a quick "yep" and 
Phil handed me some matches before waving over to the 
stage where Eddie was standing at the mic. The music 
shut off then Eddie's voice came over the sound 
system. 

"Ladies and gentleman, the Stuffed Pussy would like 
to recognize a special day for a very special 
customer." With that a sultry voice started singing 
Happy Birthday over the sound system.

I skated next to Silvia as we made our way to Bill's 
table. Bill and his buddies were clapping and 
hooting. Silvia slid the cake in front of Bill and 
threw her arm around Bill and hopped up in his lap. I 
lit the candle on the cake which went up like a 
fireworks sparkler with an impressive array of flames 
and colors. 

The music stopped and the candle burned low to a 
normal flame. Eddie's voice came back over the loud 
speaker; "Okay Bill, you blow out your candle and 
then our pretty young pussy will see about blowing 
out your candle!"

I wondered if my cheeks would ever go back to a 
normal complexion as they seemed to be burning bright 
red all night long. Before I knew it Bill had blown 
out his candle and Silvia had Bill's arm in one hand 
and my arm hooked in her other elbow as she led me up 
to the stage. 

Eddie had a short stool set up on the stage and Bill 
quickly had a seat while Silvia pulled me down to my 
knees in front of Bill. I heard Eddie's voice in the 
background as I tried to gather my scattered wits. 
"Now we know what them knee pads are for... seemed 
like a waste on such a graceful skater." 

Then I felt Silvia's hand between my shoulders 
rubbing my back and in a reassuring voice she said, 
"Why don't you fix your pony tail while I see what 
Bill's got in here for us. Remember what I said, some 
things you just dive into and get through it."

I took a deep breath and then reached back and pulled 
my rubber band out re-tying my pony tail. The 
familiar motion re-centered me despite the catcalls, 
hooting, and hollering coming from all sides of the 
stage. 

When I looked back down Silvia had unzipped Bill's 
fly and his erect penis seemed to spring out through 
his pants. The head was large and bulbous with a 
thick vein running along the underside. It seemed 
menacing, all hard, angry, and red. 

Silvia took my hand and brought it up to Bill's 
penis. Almost without thought I wrapped my fingers 
around it and gasped at how hot it felt in my clammy 
hands. I could feel Bill's pulse coming through his 
cock and I squeezed his shaft hard looking up at 
Silvia and Bill waiting for some sign of what to do 
next.

Bill gave a loud, "Hooooweee! Girl you got some cold 
hands! Get your lips down there and let's see if your 
mouth is a little warmer or we're going to waste a 
perfectly good hard-on."

Resigned, I gave a little shrug, and brought my head 
down and took the head of his cock into my mouth. I 
heard Silvia off to the side of me give a little, 
"Thatta-girl, now move your tongue around and get his 
shaft nice and wet." 

Bill gave an appreciative groan so I figured I must 
be doing something right as I started working my 
tongue in circles around his shaft. It wasn't nearly 
as bad as I had feared. It tasted slightly salty, but 
not obnoxious, and Bill seemed to thoroughly enjoy 
every move I made. 

I felt Silvia next to my ear. "That's the way Tina. 
Start sliding your mouth up and down his shaft. Just 
like he's having sex with your mouth." Tina took my 
right hand off of Bills' penis. Confused, I used my 
left hand to balance myself against Bill's thigh and 
staring long slow strokes up and down his shaft with 
my mouth. Bill gave a low guttural "aww ohhh" and 
started little humping motions in time with my 
strokes. 

I got into a good rhythm of long strokes with pauses 
where I swirled my tong around the head of his cock. 
After a couple of minutes of this, Eddie's voice 
boomed in the background. "Look at 'er go boys. 
That's one hungry cock-gobbler! Tell me Tina, are you 
a virgin cocksucker?" 

Embarrassed, I tried to pull back off of Bill's penis 
but his hands quickly went to the back of my head 
forcing me back down on his shaft. 

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Tina, hasn't anyone ever told you 
that it's rude to interrupt a good mouth fuck with 
talking? This is a case where it is perfectly proper 
to talk with your mouth full!"

I started shaking with humiliation under Eddie's 
verbal abuse while Bill kept humping into my mouth, 
unperturbed. I raised my eyes up to Eddie, trying to 
figure out what he wanted from me. Bill for his part 
used his hands to force my head up and down to meet 
his thrusting cock while giving satisfied grunts. 

"Now, how about an answer Tina... A simple nod of 
your head, or "I'm a virgin cocksucker" would 
suffice. You need to answer your boss' questions when 
you're asked."

Scared, I mimicked Eddie's exaggerated up-and-down 
head nod carefully keeping Bill's cock in my mouth 
and mumbled "Aaimmma burjin ack ucker," completely 
mortified but too scared of annoying Eddie and 
hanging by my panties to not obey. Talking into 
Billy's cock really seemed to get him going. I felt 
him stiffen and he gave a gasp.

"See?" Eddie laughed. "We understood you perfectly! 
Now the second question is... do you know what deep-
throating is?"

I shook my head side-to-side on Bill's penis and 
mumbled, "Nnuhuh."

"Don't worry girl! Nothing to it... just take a deep 
breath and Bill will help you right along. Just mind 
your teeth on Bill's important bits."

Completely confused, I wasn't at all ready when Bill 
took a firm grip on the back of my head and thrust 
deep into the back of my throat. I gagged and 
struggled to pull away and stand up. Silvia was 
instantly next to me with her hand on my back and her 
soothing measured voice saying "don't panic Tina; 
it's just like swallowing medicine. Take a breath and 
act like the head of his cock is a big pill that you 
need to swallow."

If anyone had bothered to ask me, I would have told 
them that they were all nuts! But of course no one 
did and the next thing I knew Bill was again pulling 
me back down his hot shaft until it was again at the 
entrance to my throat. 

I gagged when it hit the back of throat but tried not 
to panic (if not quite relaxing) in the middle of 
"ackkkking" around his cock. Suddenly, it was like 
something gave way and his cock slide firmly down my 
esophagus into my throat. Bill's pubic hair was 
tickling and scratching my nose and it was a couple 
of moments before I realized that I couldn't breathe 
with a swollen cock blocking my air-way.

I struggled.

Billy ground his crotch against my face bruising my 
lips. He groaned, "Oh you little slut you're so 
fucking good."

Thankfully after a couple of seconds that seemed like 
eons to me he let me withdraw and take a breath but 
kept my lips from coming off his cock completely. 

And then Eddie's voice was booming in my ears again, 
"Thattsa good slutty little girl. One more of those 
and you'll put that candle right out. The question is 
where should we have his candle blow?"

With my lips still wrapped tight around Bill's Penis 
I raised my eyes back to Eddie, trying to understand 
what he wanted from me. 

"Do you want a big mouthful of man juice down your 
throat or are you going to stroke him off on your 
tits?" 

I had learned enough to know that if Eddie was giving 
me a choice, I had better choose one or he would 
think of something worse. 

Frantically, I shook my head side-to-side and mumbled 
around Billy's cock, "Nah my mooth, I wan my its."

Eddie laughed loudly and I heard the crowd behind me 
laughing as someone called out "Hah, we all want your 
tits!"

Eddie boomed, "Well then! In honor of your first 
blowjob, we can maybe honor that request. One more 
good deep-throat and maybe we'll let you stop sucking 
and start stroking."

I knew it was too good to be true but I also knew 
that Bill's cock would be going down my throat 
whether I helped it get there or not. I took a breath 
and then started working Bill's cock to the back of 
my throat. Again I gagged when his head touched the 
back of my throat but Bill was already pulling my 
head the rest of the way down and all I could do was 
try to swallow. 

Like before, something stretched and gave and then I 
felt his super-heated penis working its way down my 
throat while my throat started a kind of rhythmic 
gagging. This time instead of holding still with his 
cock buried in my throat, Bill started short hard 
thrusts pulling me tight to his crotch so that his 
balls slapped against my chin.

All I could do was choke and gag and hope that Bill 
let me up before I passed out from lack of air. I had 
both hands on Bill's hips but he was too strong for 
me to try to force myself back off his cock. 

And then, thankfully, Bill let go and my throat and 
mouth were free of cock. Someone took my right hand 
and poured some kind of warm oily liquid into it 
before putting it back around Bill's cock while 
someone else pulled me upright on my knees. I heard 
Silvia, sounding husky and breathless saying, "Thatta 
way Tina, start stroking that dick. You're almost 
done... he's ready to blow!" 

I started wanking Bill faster and faster. His penis 
was inches from me and Bill was looking all tense and 
focused like he was pushing hard against something. 
He started a long slow moan and I got ready to duck 
out of the way. 

And then his cock came alive and started jerking 
around in my hand! I went to duck but someone had my 
head and Bill had his hand over mine aiming his penis 
at my face. 

"Aieeeeeek!" I shrieked as the first shot of his cum 
hit me in the forehead followed by a second wave next 
to my nose and a third spurt on my chin. It was hot, 
thick, and sticky and I shut my eyes tight while the 
whole club broke into cheers and applause. 

I was mortified, as Bill hauled me up into his lap 
facing the audience. The whole room was cheering and 
applauding with most of them holding out cell phones 
to take videos or take pictures of my cum-covered 
face. I wanted to wipe my face with my hands but 
Eddie had both arms held tight. 

"Well what do you think Bill, is that the kind of 
happy ending you imagined for your birthday?" Eddie 
exclaimed into the mic. 

There was a collective snicker as Bill gave an 
enthusiastic, "Hell Yeah!"

"Well, Tina, since we don't want to insult Bill's 
gift to you, make sure you leave your new facial 
cream in place for the rest of the night!"

I started shaking again, not believing that my 
humiliation could get any more intense. Now I was 
going to be forced to skate around the bar with cum 
covering my face to avoid more punishment. 

And so my second night at the Stuffed Pussy came to 
an end, with me serving tables while Bill's cum 
dripped down my face and slowly dripped onto my shirt 
leaving wet spots across my breasts. 


-= Chapter 4 =-

Sunday

I walk into the Stuffed Pussy at 10:00 am as 
requested and got to work cleaning up and getting 
everything ready for opening at 11:00. Apparently 
Eddied intends to focus on sports on Sunday and see 
how it goes keeping the doors open from 11-9. I keep 
my eyes on the door waiting for Silvia or Eddie to 
arrive. Around 10:30 Silvia hurries through the door 
and I make my way over to her.

"Silvia, I need to talk to you." I can hear the worry 
creeping into my voice.

"Sure, what's on your mind hon?" Silvia asks. 

"Uhm, the problem is, my, uhm, my periods coming so I 
can't be in just panties today." I can feel my cheeks 
getting red again. I can't believe that now even my 
personal cycle is something I have to tell everyone 
about just to do my job.

"Uh oh! Your monthly visitor has arrived, has it?" 
Silvia chuckles in a cheerful voice. "Has it started 
yet or can you just feel that it's coming?"

I can't believe she wants details! "It's uhm... 
coming but probably really soon." 

About this time Eddie walks up. "You gals ready for 
some Baseball!" He yells with a fist pump.

I turn towards Eddie with my cheeks still burning but 
before I can say anything Silvia let out with a 
matter-of-fact "Tina's period is starting Eddie. I 
think she'll be ok in her uniform but she'll have to 
wear a pad and let us know if things really start 
coming. We don't want her making a mess in front of 
the customers."

"B-but," I am stuttering, too shocked to speak. "I 
assumed that I would be able to keep my jeans on for 
heaven's sake!"

"Oh, oooohhhh!" Eddie turns and scrutinizes me, 
understanding appearing across his face. "Well Tina, 
you better go get changed. The place looks good. You 
did a great job tidying up this morning. And don't 
worry about your personal problem. Silvia and I will 
take care of you if things get out of hand."

Why is Silvia just standing there agreeing and even 
suggesting that this is ok? "Silvia, I don't think 
this is a good idea. What if I can't get to the 
ladies room and customers see and they'll see that 
it's my bad time and that won't be sexy."

"Nonsense Tina, boys don't know the meaning of not 
sexy when it comes to you and feminine products have 
come a long way. You'll be fine."

A couple minutes later, I timidly leave our "dressing 
room" in a pink Stuffed Pussy uniform (no tale or 
ears today) with a maxi pad hanging out of either 
side of the crotch band on my panties. I can feel the 
pad bunching and crinkling with every step, a 
thousand times more noticeable than it normally is 
under jeans. My face is burning with shame and I can 
hear people noticing my predicament and pointing at 
me behind my back as customer start to fill the room. 

About 1:00 Bill shows, commandeering a table next to 
the bar. "Heya Tina, bring me a Lite," he calls.

"Sure thing Bill," I answer. As I collect Bill's Lite 
from Phil my mind races back to sucking on Bill's 
Penis the night before. My tummy flutters and chills 
run up my spine. I can't understand why the memory of 
sucking Bill's cock is having this kind of effect on 
my. 

I obviously didn't like it! He practically choked me 
with the damned thing! Yet thinking about touching 
Bill's penis seems to make me go all weak in the 
knees. My body is being absurd! Just because Eddie is 
parading me around like some kind of slut, shouldn't 
make me act like one!

I bring Bill his beer, carefully avoiding his eyes. I 
feel like if I look Bill in the face he will be able 
to read my private thoughts.

"Oh!" Bill chuckles and I look up at him surprised. 
"I see you're riding the rag today, guess I won't 
slide your tip in there!" Bill circles me with an arm 
and pulls me into a friendly hug. For some reason 
Bill's hug makes me feel a bit better. Until that is, 
I feel him slide the dollar down my neck and under my 
shirt, tucking it between my boobs. "There you go, it 
will be safe in there."

"Uhm, thanks Bill," I mumble, remembering that I 
should make sure to "show appreciation" to the 
customers.

"Sure thing toots!" Bill pushes me on my way to the 
next table with a playful slap on my butt.

A little while later the inevitable happens and I 
feel my period start in earnest. Silvia is at the 
next table so I walk over to her on my way to the 
ladies room and give her a quick, "I'm going to step 
into the ladies room for a bit Silvia." 

"Is it causing problems?" Silvia asks as she turns to 
face me.

It seems weird that Silvia is being so nosey but I 
nod my head and start to make my way past her.

Silvia apparently has other ideas and grabs my elbow 
pulling me over towards the bar with an "Eddie told 
me that he and Phil have just the thing to solve your 
problem." 

"Silvia! Let me go, I just need to use the restroom, 
I'm going to leak if you don't let me... heeeeeeey!"

Before I can finish my sentence, Eddie and Phil are 
on either side of me lifting me up to sit on the bar. 
Phil pulls me back so that I am on my back with my 
butt against the customer arm rest and my head 
hanging over inside the bar. Hands are grabbing and 
holding my wrists and I scream as I feel hands reach 
under my butt and grab the waistband of my panties, 
unceremoniously pulling them up past my thighs, maxi 
pad and all.

"Stop! You can't do this, Silvia help me!" I scream, 
kicking wildly. My kicking only seems to make it 
easier for Eddied to work the panties down my legs 
and soon they are free. 

Strong hands grab each of my legs and slowly force 
them up to the ceiling and then splay them apart 
until they rest against the armrests on the bar, 
putting my leaking pussy on complete display amidst a 
chorus of hoots and hollers. There are so many 
obnoxious guys catcalling at me that I can't even 
make out intelligible words.

Eddie is laughing and starts talking at me in a baby-
talk voice. "Calm down baby. Daddy's gonna clean up 
that naughty-waughtie pussy. You just hold still and 
everything's gonna be alright."

The crowd of people standing around my split legs is 
laughing uproariously and all I can do is shake and 
sob uncontrollably as Eddie takes a warm wet bar rag 
and starts to scrub my slit with it. I hear Bill in 
the background yelling out, "'bout time you let us 
get a look at that pussy Ed! Boy does it look angry 
today... you better make sure it doesn't bite back."

Eddie laughs, having a good time despite my distress. 
"Never fear Bill, we'll get this dirty cunt all 
cleaned up and presentable." Eddie punctuates his 
statement by doubling up the rag and giving my pussy 
a heavy wet slap causing me to yelp and jump wildly. 

Phil hands Eddied a clean dry rag and Eddie goes back 
to work on my crotch, scrubbing it dry with a gusto. 
I shriek and squeal as Eddie's scrubbing pulls and 
tugs on my hair.

Phil comes back into view holding a big roll of 
industrial strength yellow duct tape. 

"Ok baby-waby, hold still and we'll seal up this 
messy cunny of yours so it doesn't go leaky all over 
the place!" Eddie continues in his mock baby voice.

With that Phil slaps a long piece of duct tape down 
covering up my pubic hair. I struggle futilely as he 
takes the side of his hand and rubbing it back and 
forth down my slit and the crack of my butt, working 
it into every nook and cranny of my vagina and over 
my anus. Then he takes a wide red permanent marker 
and draws a red circle with a slash through it over 
my crotch. 

I sob. "Eddie, please don't make me be like this. 
It's not right." 

The guys let go of my legs and I quickly close them, 
feeling the duct tape pull uncomfortably on my pubic 
hair. As I struggle to sit up, Eddie picks me up off 
the bar and sets me on the floor. "Nonsense Tina-
wina." Eddie says, giving me a wink, "just let Silvia 
or I know if you need your diaper changed again later 
tonight. I told you we'd take care of you!"

With that Eddie hands my panties to Toby who it turns 
out has been standing behind the bar through the 
whole ordeal. "Heya Tobster, do your sis a favor and 
rinse and ring out her uniform for her." It seems 
like every time I don't think my personal humiliation 
can get worse, Eddie finds some small way to top it 
off! I can't believe Toby has just seen a complete 
stranger molest my vagina.

"Now Tina, get back to work. There are some thirsty 
tables out there." Eddie gives my bare ass a hearty 
spank and heads back behind the bar to start filling 
glasses.

I stand in place, tears running down my cheeks until 
I feel someone approach behind me. Figuring its Eddie 
coming to chastise me for not getting back to work, I 
give a big sniffle and start towards the nearest 
table with empty glasses. Instead, I feel a gentle 
hand on my arm as I start walking away and I turn to 
face Toby. 

"Hey Tina, I brought you some Kleenex." 

On a dime my emotions swing from self-pity to 
humiliation to anger. If possible I feel even more 
naked standing next to my brother. "Toby! Now do you 
see why I don't want you working here? I can't stand 
the thought of you watching what they are doing to 
me... It's not right!" I take the Kleenex from Toby 
and blow my nose, wiping my cheeks. I throw the 
Kleenex out and then rush past Toby to punctuate my 
point.

The games get into full swing and the guys at the 
tables grow drunker as the afternoon wears on. With 
my adjusted uniform, the new fad seemed to be 
spanking my butt whenever I finish delivering beers 
to a table. I know better than to complain but my 
butt cheeks have been spanked so much over the past 
hour that I can feel a dull heat radiating off them. 

I see Bill waving me over to get him another Lite and 
I make my way over with a full one. On instinct I put 
my hand on his arm as he goes to spank me for the 
umpteenth time. "Please Bill, my butt's getting sore 
from all of the slapping. I know you boys like to 
have your fun, but I'm not going to be able to sit 
soon!"

Bill gives a big laugh. "Ha, we're just doing you a 
favor Tina... numbing you up a little bit before 
Eddie yanks that tape off." 

I looked down at my tape covered crotch and 
realization dawns on me that the tape is firmly stuck 
to all my pubic hair. Almost at the same time, Billy 
and I notice that some red is oozing along the edge 
of the tape near my crotch. Before I can react Billy 
calls out "Eddie, looks like Tina-wina could use a 
change!"

I back away, raising my hands in protest but before I 
can do anything Eddie, Silvia, and Billy are leading 
me back to the bar for another round of humiliation. 

"Please don't!" I sob, to no avail. Once again strong 
hands unceremoniously hoist me up on the bar and pull 
me down on my back. Ready hands are waiting to spread 
my legs apart and I see cell phone flashes going off 
in my periphery vision. The crowd is ready for my 
humiliation this time... has probably known it was 
coming. 

I hear Eddie's voice coming from between my legs, 
"Tina, I'm not going to lie, this is gonna hurt a 
little bit, but it should take care of all that nasty 
pussy hair so you get to avoid a waxing."

I raise my head and look at Eddie standing between my 
legs. My breadth is coming in panicked little gasps. 
I'm shaking and my tummy is going up and down rapidly 
as I try not to hyperventilate. I feel Phil 
supporting my head which is hanging over the back of 
the bar and I hear him say "bite down on this" as he 
forces my wet panties into my mouth (thankfully Toby 
did finish rinsing them out first). I tense up as 
Eddie starts to pull on the tape and my breath stops, 
frozen in my chest. Eddie gives me his signature wink 
and then yanks the tape off with all his might. 

"Ahhhhhhhh!" I scream! The pain is intense! My entire 
crotch is on fire. People are leaning in to take 
close ups of my naked crotch but I am too lost in my 
torment to care.

Eddie drapes a steaming hot rag over my crotch which 
starts to ease the pain. And then he once again 
starts cleaning my pussy, this time starting with 
gentle caresses with the hot rag, running his fingers 
up and down my slit. I start to protest and give 
little yips of discomfort as his fingers run past the 
entrance of my vagina and over my clit, sending 
little jolts of feeling through my tummy and up my 
spine. 

I want to protest, to tell Eddie that I am clean 
enough, but Phil is still holding my panties inside 
my mouth and all that comes out is a muted, "Mmweddi 
op it, mwease ont."

Eddied continues on mercilessly. I try to wiggle my 
crotch away from his caressing fingers but the hands 
on my legs strengthen their grip and I feel Eddie use 
his free hand to spread my pussy, exposing it to the 
cool air. I gasp into my panties as the fingers start 
concentrating on my little love button, gently 
circling it and brushing over it. I feel my vagina 
start to get wet and I am panting again, this time 
from the feelings focusing in on my pussy. 

I know that everyone is watching me getting horny and 
panting like a slut but I can't help it, can't 
control my twitching hips which seem to be seeking 
Eddie's fingers of their own accord. I try to focus 
on why I am trying to avoid the molesting fingers. 

I want to crawl into a hole and die as I stare down 
at my wantonly displayed pussy. It is wet and puffy 
from more than the damp rag, and naked as the day I 
was born. The tape had done its job, effectively 
stripping away every last strand of hair.

I screw my eyes tightly shut, trying to hide from the 
audience cheering on my debasement. My body is 
trembling, panting, and squealing seemingly of its 
own accord when the relentless figures suddenly 
withdraw. I open my eyes and my hips involuntarily 
buck upward, pursuing Eddie's withdrawing fingers, 
furthering my humiliation. 

"She's a thoroughbred boys! Ready to respond at a 
moment's notice!" Eddie is holding his glistening 
fingers up, displaying my wetness to the audience. 
"We can't be having her cumming all over the place 
just yet though... you'll all have to wait 'til her 
Birthday next weekend before we can have this kind of 
fun... seal 'er back up Phil!"

Phil rubs my slit with the dry rag again and then 
once again plasters my pussy with the yellow tape, 
driving it back into all my creases and into my butt 
crack. Strong hands pick me up and set me back on my 
feet in front of the bar. I know my face is flushed 
and I look around disorientated. 

Bill gives a hoot, "Look at you, all revved up and no 
place to go! Let me help you out here... all this 
excitement and my beer's gone empty." Bill has my arm 
and a hand at the small of my back leading me back to 
his table to pick up his empty and I'm back to work, 
going from table to table filling drinks and trying 
to avoid the worst of the slaps and gropes on my 
naked butt cheeks.


-= Chapter 5 =–

Tina Rides the Bull

Thankfully I make it through the rest of Sunday 
Sports at the Stuffed Pussy without losing any more 
of my modesty. Bill was right about one thing, I am 
all revved up. Toby and I finish cleaning up after 
closing, and I quickly pull some sweat pants on over 
my "uniform" and we make our way back to our basement 
apartment. 

"Toby, I'm going to get cleaned up and head to bed. I 
think there is sandwich stuff in the fridge if you're 
hungry"

I head to the bathroom and pull down my stretch pants 
so that I can start to pull the tape off of my puss. 
I wince as it slowly comes free so that I can clean 
up the leakage that has been damned up behind the 
tape. I brush my teeth and out of habit run a quick 
sequence of brushes through my hair before heading 
back to my bedroom. When we moved in, I claimed the 
bedroom with the door figuring that I needed a little 
more privacy being a girl, and older. Toby gets the 
futon in the main room. 

As soon as I get back in the privacy of my room, I 
close the door, peel off my pants, and flop down on 
the bed to finally take care of the excitement 
between my legs. I shudder as my fingers slide 
through my slit and work their way up to my little 
button. It doesn't take long before my wetness 
spreads and I am trembling and moaning, picking up 
where Eddie left off. 

***

Eddie rhythmically strokes his cock while his eyes 
remain fixated on the screen, thanking his lucky 
stars that he thought to install the high definition 
cameras throughout Tina's apartment. On screen, Tina 
is really getting into it, rapidly stroking her clit 
and rubbing down her wet slit until she tenses up, 
spreads her legs wide, and thrusts her pelvis up into 
her fingers, her whole body shuddering in the throes 
of her orgasm. 

"Wow, babe!" Eddie mumbles to himself, "guess I 
really did get you worked up... can't wait to see 
what you do when you see yourself on the big screen." 
With that Eddie, joins Tina in his own climax which 
he catches in a mostly full gallon jug.

***

Monday and Tuesday pass by without event. The item of 
note being Phil and Eddie promoting "Western Night" 
for Wednesday night. I rightly assumed it would mean 
a new uniform for me and it also apparently involved 
installing a mechanical bull on the stage. 

Wednesday afternoon arrived and as expected, Eddie 
has a western themed uniforms laid out in the makeup 
room for Silvia and I. Mine isn't terrible. It 
consists of yellow panties with fabric tassles around 
the waistband and a white halter top. The finishing 
touch is a cute cowboy hat with a chin strap. Sylvia 
has more of a burlesque "Madame's" dress that shows 
off her considerable cleavage and a good amount of 
leg.

I am in high spirits, expecting another night of 
flirting with the customers and avoiding gropes. Even 
seeing Sunday's debasement being replayed on the 
screen doesn't cause me to do more than blush and 
avert my eyes. 

Around 7:00 PM I see Eddie go up to the stage and 
grab the mic. "Ladies and Gents, the moment we've 
been waiting for! It's time to see Tina ride the 
bull!"

I should have known! Silvia comes up to my side and 
raises my arm waving enthusiastically to the audience 
as we make our way to the stage. "Don't worry hon, it 
will be good fun!" Silvia says reassuringly.

Phil and Eddie pull a blanket off the saddle reveal 
the strangest looking saddle I have ever seen. It 
seems to have a rubbery plastic ridge in the middle 
of it and there is some kind of white plastic oval 
ball attached to the saddle horn with wires running 
down underneath the body of the "bull." 

Eddie and Phil each grab one of my legs and pick me 
up by my thighs setting me up on the bull, pulling my 
legs down into the stirrups. Phil and Silvia make 
short work of strapping my legs into the stirrups and 
then my arms are forced behind my back and some kind 
of cuffs bind my wrist together. 

"Eddddiieeee!" I squeal in despair as some kind of 
winch is attached to my wrist cuffs and my arms are 
hauled up above my head. With my arms held in the air 
and my legs strapped into the stirrups there is no 
way I am falling off the bull. My breasts are 
standing out prominently and once again I find myself 
trying not to hyperventilate.

"Yeeeehaw! Y'all ready for a show! It's time for a 
redneck X-rated rodeo!" Eddie is really getting into 
it as he reaches down and flicks a switch. The bull 
rocks forward and I slide forward so the white oval 
ball presses against my crotch. The bull starts to 
rock and slowly spin in a circle. 

It seems to rock in a range that keeps the front of 
the bull pointed slightly down and I give up trying 
to pull myself back in the saddle as the strange 
saddle starts to give me a wedgy and the white 
plastic ball keeps a constant pressure on my clit. 

"Ladies and Gents, get ready to see this sexy 'lil 
lady really start to ride as we get'er acquainted 
with our state-of-the-art vibrating saddle!" With 
that Eddie hits a couple more switches and my world 
goes nuts!

The saddle vibrates to life between my legs. 
"Aieeeee! Oh god oh god o GAWD!!!!" The bull starts 
moving faster but it maintains it downward cant which 
presses the vibrating ball against my shaved pussy. 
My thin panties offer no protection against a 
multitude of vibrating and massaging nubs that caress 
my pussy lips and vibrate against my clitty. I can 
feel myself getting wet amidst a chorus of "Yeehaws!" 
and "Yippeees!" 

"Woohee, boys look-it-her go. Can y'all smell that 
sweet pussy!"

It's true, I can smell my excitement mixed with my 
sweat. I hop, squirm, and jump in the infernal 
saddle. I can feel my face flushed and I screw my 
eyes shut as a wave of unwanted pleasure hits me. I 
know I'm close to coming and I let out another loud 
squeal of frustration at my inability to escape from 
the tormenting vibrators pushed against my pussy. 

I frantically jump, hop, and strain using my arms and 
legs to try to escape the saddle, desperately not 
wanting to cum in front of the entire bar. My 
efforts, if anything, bring my impending orgasm 
closer as the intermittent touch of the bulb against 
my love button fans the flames, sending me higher. 

"Ride-em cowgirl! You show that bull!" I hear the 
excited catcalls through my arousal fogged brain. 

"Aieeeee noooooo!" With a final desperate shriek, I 
surrender to my orgasm. "Oh god oh god oh gawd god 
god!!!" I am helplessly rocking my pussy against the 
vibrating saddle horn and my entire body starts to 
shake and tremble as my orgasm washes over me. I cum 
hard and I can feel my pussy spasm as my juices flow 
freely through my panties and over the saddle. 

The bull stops moving and vibrating. My aroma is 
heady and overpowering. I blush a deep red and slowly 
open my eyes and look out over the audience that is 
applauding, whistling, and whooping from the show 
I've put on. I'm exhausted and just hang limply from 
my arms as little aftershock orgasms cause my body to 
twitch and tremble. 

"You boys ever seen a girl cum that hard? I swear, 
this saddle might be ruined with the flooding she 
gave it!" Eddie always seems ready to add to my 
mortification. I feel Eddie and Phil unbind me and 
then pick me up by my thighs. Before I know what's 
happening, they have taken me over to the edge of the 
stage, spreading my legs right in front of the first 
row of guys.

"Take a whiff of that spent pussy boys."

Phil and Eddie are spreading my legs and showing off 
my drenched panties for the crowd's amusement. I 
start to cry and squirm. "Eddieee!!! Put me down!"

"Ha, right you are Tina. That's enough playing 
around, we got thirsty men waiting for drinks don't 
we!"

Eddie's final statement was answered with a round of 
boisterous cheers and as if everything was perfectly 
normal, I was dropped into the crowd of worked up 
customers crowded around the front of the stage, 
soaked panties, musky aroma, and all. The molesting 
was instantaneous. Before my feet had even touched 
the floor there was a hand groping at my wet crotch 
and more pawing at my boobs. 

I squeal and try to squirm my way towards the bar. 
Luckily Phil has followed me off the stage and with a 
loud smack on my butt and a "Tina, we told you to 
serve drinks, not play with the boys," he detangles 
the customers from me and drags me out of the crowd 
to the bar.

I followed Phil gratefully whispering a heartfelt 
"Thanks" to him as I pick up my serving tray and try 
to compose myself and resume serving. I hear Eddie in 
the background still working the crowd up on the 
stage.

"Well guys, that's all for tonight's show. Make sure 
you tell Tina how hot she was cumming all over that 
bull and don't forget to turn back out Friday for 
Tina's birthday party. You can vote on Tina's 18th 
birthday surprise on your table trivia monitor!"

I wonder what Eddie has up his sleeve for Friday's 
"birthday" party. I'm still 16 but Friday is the date 
that Eddie is having me "turn 18" on my IDs and then 
I imagine all bets are off. I shudder in fear at what 
I've gotten myself into as I load my tray full of the 
beers that Phil has gotten ready.


-= Chapter 6 =–

Tina's 18th Birthday

Friday rolls around and I eye my night's uniform with 
mistrust. It is a pretty straightforward school girl 
uniform. Pink and gray plaid skirt that is a little 
short but modest compared to my normal uniforms, 
white blouse, pink push-up bra which will show 
through the blouse a good bit, and pink panties that 
have a lacy crotch with a little ribbon bow on them. 
I don my uniform and Sylvia gives me a pair of 
pigtails with pink ribbons.

"Well aren't you just all the boy's school girl 
fantasy come to life?" Silvia croons.

"Silvia, what has Eddie been planning for me tonight? 
I'm scared because I know he has been having all the 
customers vote on something."

Silvia turns towards me and stairs at my face 
intently.

"Silvia, please! I'm scared. What are they going to 
do to me?"

"Tina, are you a virgin?" The question catches me off 
guard but I kind of knew that sex wasn't too far away 
given the progression of molestation I have 
experienced. 

"Yeyess... Who is Eddie planning to give me to?" I 
feel tears start to come down my cheeks. This isn't 
how I had pictured losing my virginity, as some kind 
of prostitute or stripper in a sleazy club.

Silvia strokes my cheek. "Tina, Tina, Tina, you're a 
grown woman now, you've dealt with lots of stuff and 
even if you aren't quite legal you're way more mature 
than most 20 year olds. You don't need to be afraid 
of sex, its lotsa fun and if you let yourself go with 
the flow, 

I know you're going to enjoy it!"

I shudder a little bit and ask "Silvia, who did Eddie 
pick out for me?"

Silvia gives a little laugh. "Well that's just it 
Tina, the customers have been voting on who and in 
what position."

"Silvia! They want to take my virginity on stage! I 
can't! I won't! I don't even know how and it will be 
humiliating!"

"Tina, just go with the flow and let yourself go! 
Trust me; you're going to enjoy it! I'll make sure 
whoever it is treats you right. Now let's clean up 
your make-up and you can play the bouncy giddy 
schoolgirl for a couple hours before your big debut!"

Just like that my fate was decided. I suppose I could 
have made a break for it, given up our hiding place 
and hustled myself and Toby back on the road. But 
then where would we go and what would we do with no 
money and back on the run. Maybe the life of a 
stripper was better if it allowed Toby to finish 
school and have a real life...

A couple of minutes later, I walk out from the back 
of the stage and am startled to find Eddie waiting 
for me with the microphone already in his hand.

"And here is the guest of honor! And a 1, 2, 1, 2, 
3!" With Eddie's lead-off the whole place breaks into 
a rousing version of Happy Birthday. The night is 
just getting started so the bar is relatively in tune 
as opposed to some of the drunken sing-alongs that 
happen later in the evenings.

"Happy Burtthhday dear Tiin-na, Happy Birthday to 
you!"

The song ended with a round of applause and I can't 
help but smile despite my predicament. The song is so 
warm and welcoming that I can't help but feel like 
the customers genuinely like and care about me... 
Ironic considering they have spent the last 2 nights 
voting on who they want to watch rape me tonight.

I see Phil and Bill making their way up to the stage 
with a huge cake and 18 lit candles. The cake says: 
'Happy B-Day Tina! She's Legal!' on it. I grin wryly. 
"Real classy boys!" I shout sarcastically. 

"Make a wish, make a wish!" the crowd chanted.

I do make a wish. I close my eyes and wish that 
somehow I can find a way out of this mess! I grab my 
pigtails to hold them back, lean down, and blow out 
the candles with all my might. They all go out and I 
cheer and clap a little bit for myself.

"Thatta gurl Tina! How about a quick taste before you 
get to work? Silva and I made it ourselves." Bill 
says. 

With that he scooped a little frosting and cake up 
with 2 fingers and brought it up towards my face. I 
know what he wants but I still try to duck out of the 
way playfully which just makes him try to force his 
fingers into my mouth. I squeal and then relent, 
eating the cake off his fingers.

A little humiliating and very messy with cake and 
frosting covering my nose and chin by the time I 
finish but experience has taught me that resisting 
Bill and Eddie's little games is usually a bad idea!

"Hah! Let's hear it for our naughty 'lil schoolgirl 
hey boys!" Eddie cheered from the microphone enticing 
the crowd into a new round of applause. 

"Now men, Tina's gonna need a little help from you 
tonight!" 

I held my breath and tried to control my fluttering 
tummy as Eddie continued working up the crowd. 

"If there's one thing that a naughty schoolgirl needs 
on her 18th birthday, it's a proper spanking to make 
up for all the naughty things she's about to do!"

Eddie turns towards me with a stern expression on his 
face. "Tina, get your birthday buns over here this 
instant!" He is the picture of an exasperated parent 
about to discipline a wayward child. 

I feel like someone else is controlling my body as I 
reluctantly make my way back over to where Eddie is 
settling himself onto a wooden chair. I FEEL like a 
naughty girl coming to be disciplined! I'm blushing 
already and I know that Eddie's game hasn't even 
really started yet. 

"Tina, this is for the bad girl that you're going to 
be now that you're 18! Over my knee this instant! 
You'll find out what happens to bad girls at The 
Stuffed Pussy!"

With that announcement, Eddie grabs me by my arms and 
hauls me over his lap. I let out a squeal as I fall 
to my knees with Eddie's thighs pressed up tight into 
my tummy. I squirm feeling for all the world like a 
small child.

"Alright boys! Let's giv'er 18 she'll remember!" I 
feel one of Eddie's hands between my shoulders 
holding me down and the other slides down my skirt, 
over my butt, and lifts the hem of my skirt. 

"Eddieeee!!!" I shrieked as I feel my skirt hoisted 
up onto the small of my back, exposing my bottom to 
the men that I sense assembling behind me.

"ONE!"

"EEEEEEK!" I squeal and squirm, startled and then 
feel someone's hand smack into my butt cheek with a 
resounding "SMACK" causing me to jump and shriek 
again.

The guys make their way past me... they must have 
formed a line. Each one shouts out their number 
followed by a spank to my butt. They alternated 
cheeks and some of them seem to like to hit low on my 
crack and follow-up with a quick grope of my crotch.

"TWO, THREE, FOUR..." and on it goes. By the time 
they reach "18" I am squirming, jumping, and crying 
in earnest. I let out a sob of relief until Eddie 
says "Well, we can't jip you boys out of your turn... 
you'll just have to count back down!"

"Smack" "Slap" "Smack" "SMACK"

After what seems like hundreds of spanks, they all 
must have had a turn and Eddie's hand leaves my back 
letting me crawl uncertainly back to my feet.

"That was great boys! Good news Tina! With that kind 
of spanking you're all set for a night of miss-
behaving! But before we get to that, why don't you 
get your admirers some drinks so that I make a little 
bit of money!"

And once again I find myself in the familiar role of 
having to compose myself from another round of 
humiliating molestation so that I can return to 
serving beer to a room full of over-sexed middle aged 
men. 

The night sure started out with a bang which makes 
the return to an almost normal waitressing job almost 
surreal. For once I am fully clothed and I even get 
back into a groove of flirting with the men as I hand 
out beer and dodge the hands that keep trying to 
slide up my skirt or tickle my sides.

Around 9:00 PM I see Eddie head back to the stage 
which makes sense since Silvia has been hovering near 
me... I'm starting to understand how Eddie and Silvia 
operate. Silvia gives me a big hug from behind. "Are 
you ready to find out who's gonna be your man of the 
hour!" 

Eddie looks over to where Tina is unloading 4 pint 
glasses onto a table. It's high time I introduce the 
little sexpot to her lover he thinks as he picks up 
the mic and clears his throat. 

"Hey birthday girl! Why don't you join me up on stage 
so we can find out the results of a hard week of 
voting."

Eddie watches with surprise as Tina takes a deep 
breath and makes her way up to the stage. He sure 
hopes she hadn't lost her shyness and naivety so 
quickly!

"Hey boys, how about a round of applause for our 
slutty little school girl on her birthday!"

Eddie smiles in satisfaction as he watched the color 
rush back to Tina's cheeks, pleased that he can still 
humiliate her with a couple of words.

"First off, Saturday after Tina blew out her first 
candle, we voted on her costume for this special 
night. As we all can see, the house chose to forego 
the costume and instead dress our naught schoolgirl 
as a... a naughty schoolgirl. I have to admit that I 
was surprised considering some of the alternatives 
including: A Cheerleader, Her Birthday Suit, A Prom 
Dress, or Lingerie with stockings & garters!" 

I listened to Eddie's commentary with interest, 
legitimately curious what all the hubbub and voting 
had been about.

"And I must say men!" Eddie continued. "Bringing out 
Tina's innocence with this cute ensemble was a fine 
choice and I'm sure we'll have opportunities to 
explore some of the other top rated outfits in the 
future! Tina, why don't you give us a little twirl 
and show off your outfit!"

Surprised, I obediently perform a little pirouette to 
a round of applause.

"If that ain't enough to tent your pants, I don't 
know what is!" 

Feeling bold I hit Eddie in the shoulder to scold him 
for embarrassing me as the crowd's laughter and 
applause increases.

"Jeez! Some gals just don't know how to take a 
compliment!"

"Secondly, on our Sunday Sports night while Tina was 
otherwise occupied with her own *cough* issues, we 
voted on who was going consummate Tina's 18th 
birthday. I know you're all dying to see the results 
of this hotly contested vote! Phil, why don't you put 
the options up on the screens!"

Eddie watched with interest as Tina turned and 
squinted at the big sports projector screen where the 
options to take her virginity appeared with a 
percentage of the vote they received next to it. The 
crowd broke into hearty laughter as they surveyed the 
options which included photos of:

•A pink dildo with a handle – 9%
•Bill – 4%
•Silvia sporting a strap-on over her cocktail 
waitress dress – 12%
•A confused looking donkey – 5%
•A large overweight 50 something customer – 15%
•An angry looking gorilla – 32%
•Bobby – 23%

"Now, I did my honest best, you all know I did. But, 
it proved impossible for me to get a young virulent 
silverback to cozy up with our little lady." The 
crowd gave out a hearty round of boos. 

I stared up at the screen but couldn't seem to 
process the information on it. Eddie was playing more 
jokes at my expense. I had expected them to be voting 
on different men but the only real options on the 
screen were Billy and Bobby. I felt myself grow pale 
as I realized who they wanted me to have sex with.

"So! Bobby! Today is your lucky day! Get your large 
package up on stage and give your lady a big hug!"

A large well built-black man separated himself from 
the crowd and made his way up onto the stage. He 
looked to be in his 30s and was wearing blue jeans 
and a high quality cotton t-shirt. Tina watched as he 
fist bumped his friends in the crowd. He was chanting 
"That's right! That's right! You'all know you're 
jealous!"

Eddie couldn't seem to wipe the smile off his face. 
Bobby was one of the few black men that frequented 
the Stuffed Pussy and Eddie Z's and actually one of 
the few black men in this small Iowa burb. He'd 
played college football until something or other 
caused him to drop out of school and for the past 2 
years he had been bartending at Eddie Z's.

"Tina, go on girl, get yourself re-acquainted with 
your old co-worker. You're going to get to know Bobby 
a whole lot better tonight!"

With no effort, Bobby steps up to me and picks me up 
into an intimate hug as if I weigh nothing. Before I 
am able to collect my thoughts and know what is 
happening, I am face-to-face with Bobby. I can smell 
his after-shave, his breath smells clear and cool. He 
must have just eaten a breath-mint. I am absurdly 
sell-conscious as Bobby bends his head down and 
kisses me on the lips. The kiss is very smooth and I 
am almost disappointed when he pulls away and shouts 
"Happy Birthday Teenster!"

"Now folks, if I can direct your attention back to 
our screen... you'll be happy to see that it's not 
just our customers that have been leaving the Stuffed 
Pussy a little hot and bothered. Take a gander at 
what our horny little school girl gets up to when she 
has a little time to herself!"

I crane my head around to see what Eddie is talking 
about and shriek in mortification as I see myself 
rushing across my bedroom peeling off my sweats to 
masturbate. I struggle to get away, kicking out at 
Bobby, wanting to run out of the room and hide my 
burning face. 

Bobby puts me down but then Eddie hugs me from behind 
squaring me up towards the big screen where I see 
myself start to cum, lewdly thrusting my hips against 
my fingers as my body shakes and my face relaxes. The 
bar breaks into a round of wolf whistles, cheers, and 
applause at my orgasm.

"So how many of you'd like to see that hot little 
number live!" 

I start to struggle again to get away again. Somehow 
this is worse than getting raped on stage. They want 
me to molest myself for their amusement! Silvia 
appears in front of me putting her hands on my cheeks 
and looking me in the eye.

"Tina! Calm down and think! Would you rather have 
someone else getting you ready for Bobby or would you 
rather work it out on your own?"

Next thing I know Eddie, Bobby, and Silvia are 
leading me over to my own bed which has been brought 
out on the stage, stuffed animals, pillows, thick 
comforter, and all. I feel them tugging my blouse off 
leaving me in my skirt and bra. Then I am pulled back 
onto the bed and my legs are spread apart exposing my 
lace covered crotch.

"Ok Tina, time to get yourself ready for your 
loverboy! Let's see you work that thing!" 

Eddie bends down and whispers close to my head "you 
can either put on a little show and sex yourself up 
now, or we can definitely do things the hard way... 
I've thought up a couple of unpleasant surprises that 
will lube you up for Bobby!"

I shudder, sure that anything Eddie has dreamed up is 
bad news for me. I close my eyes and tentatively 
trace a hand down my tummy and over my skirt to my 
panty covered crotch. I can't believe I am doing this 
and even stranger as soon as I give in and touch 
myself, I feel my puss open up and get wet. I am 
burning with shame as I slide my finger up and down 
tracing my slit over my panties and then focus on the 
spot above my clit working myself even higher. 

"That's a good bad girl! Now you're earning those 
spanks we gave you earlier. Now don't be shy on our 
account... slide that naughty finger under those 
panties and give yourself a good wank!"

I blush deeper but comply, gasping in spite of myself 
as my hand slides under my panties and drags some 
wetness from my puss up to my clitty. I get into my 
familiar rhythm working my puss and starting to pant 
a little bit.

I hear Eddie's voice almost from a distance giving me 
orders "spread those legs, don't block our view!" 

Again I comply, almost subconsciously moving my 
pelvis in time with my finger. I'm almost there and 
can hear myself giving little "ohs" as jolts of 
pleasure shoot out from my center causing me to curl 
my toes. 

Off to my side I hear Eddie say "come on Bobby, let's 
help her out of all those clothes." I snap back to 
reality and open my eyes just as hands touch my 
sides. 

Eddie and Bobby have the waistband of my skirt and 
panties and are pulling them down over my butt and 
down my legs where they get tangled up in my shoes. 
The smell of my arousal washes over me and out over 
the bar as my pussy is exposed to the crowd. 

Eddie eventually untangles my clothes from my shoes 
and removes my shoes and socks leaving me completely 
exposed with the exception of my bra. I look up into 
Bobby's eyes and know that my bra isn't going to last 
long. Sure enough Bobby is bending down and I feel 
his strong hands slide under my back to unhook my 
bra. 

I give a little gasp when he pulls my straps up and 
his cold hands squeeze my boobs together hefting them 
before dragging my arms up over my head to get my bra 
off. 

Bobby and Eddie step back with my last little pieces 
of modesty in hand and I realize with a shock that 
they are expecting me to continue! 

"Come on Teenster! Spread those legs and work that 
pussy for me!" 

Bobby is obviously enjoying my humiliation but I fear 
any of Eddie's creative punishments more than my 
mortification. I spread my legs wide and slide my 
fingers back down my slit spreading my wetness up 
over my little love button giving a little shudder 
when my fingers resume contact. I'm panting and 
gasping as my hips work in unison with my fingers 
building my arousal.

I feel the familiar tightening in my tummy and start 
to speed up my fingers on my clit involuntarily 
gasping in pleasure as I get ready for my orgasm to 
wash over me.

"Tina, don't be so shy... are you getting ready to 
cum like a slutty school girl. Tell your audience 
that you're ready to cum for them!" Eddie instructs 
from somewhere off to the side. In my peripheral 
vision I see Eddie set something down by my head. 

I gasp and whisper "Oh gawddddd, I'm going to 
cummmm!"

"Not quite yet chica!" I hear Eddie make this 
declaration and then arms reach in from the side 
grabbing my hands forcing them back over my head 
where I feel something being secured around my 
wrists. Soon strong hands grab my legs above the 
knees and pull me down the bed until my bum is at the 
edge of the mattress. 

I don't understand what is happening to me as Phil 
and Bobby fold my legs back onto my chest before 
spreading them and securing cuffs around my ankles. I 
shriek in confusion as I pull against my bonds. I am 
impossibly horny and staring at my wet and swollen 
pussy and upraised bum. My wrists are stretched 
backwards and must be secured to the headboard. My 
ankles are somehow tied to the mattress on either 
side of my shoulders. 

"Now that looks like a Pussy that is ready to be 
stuffed with a big cock hey boys!" Eddie is still 
working the crowd from somewhere to the side of my 
head and then his face appears above my eyes. "So 
here are the rules Tina... we can have Bobby just 
slam into that tight little pussy of yours but that 
would be pretty uncomfortable and is no way to treat 
a horny little virgin like yourself... so 
alternatively Bobby can take it nice and slow while 
you instruct him into this button microphone, which 
we will just nestle in your cleavage here... But I 
expect you to tell Bobby EXACTLY how you want to be 
fucked!" 

I look between my legs and see that Bobby is standing 
at the ready and has lost his pants. He has his penis 
in his hand and it is huge! His cock is hard and 
veined with a bulbous head. He has his hand wrapped 
around his shaft is stroking it slowly while he waits 
for instructions from Eddie or myself. 

"Eddie! I can't do this, I don't know what to do and 
it's too big for me!"

I hear Silvia give a laugh from behind my head and 
then someone is holding my hand and I see her head 
come into view. "Of course it will fit hon... You'll 
stretch around it and it's going to feel wonderful 
for both of you! I'll help you give Bobby 
instructions to make sure you feel good! Now tell 
Bobby to stop playing with himself and rub that cock 
up and down your wet pussy. Trust me that you don't 
want him slamming that monster inside you...!"

Unbelievable! Now I'm expected to instruct my rapist 
how to screw me! I feel the heat wash over my breasts 
and up to my face as I stutter "Bobby, please rub 
your cock along my pus pussy."

"No problem babe!" Bobby steps forward and I feel the 
head of his penis make contact with my inner thigh. 
It is warmer than I thought it would be and I gasp as 
he starts tracing along my pussy lips. He makes a 
couple of traces around my pussy and then plows 
through the middle covering the head of his cock with 
my wetness as his penis slides over the entrance of 
my vagina and up over my clit. 

"Oh god!" I pant as Bobby starts sliding up and down 
my slit hitting my clit with each stroke. 

"I think you need some more birthday spankings 
Teenster!" Bobby says and then I feel him slap his 
cock down on my clit. It makes an embarrassing wet 
smacking sound and sends jolts of pleasure down into 
my vagina. 

"Aieeeek!" I shriek more in surprise than in pain. 
Bobby continues counting out the slaps of his cock on 
my pussy. By number 15 I am almost thrusting my 
pelvis up to meet his slaps, humiliated that Bobby's 
abuse is bringing me back towards orgasm.

"And seventeen, and eighteen! Now it's time for me to 
give you your present. Teenster!" 

I'm sooo close again and don't want Bobby to stop 
touching my clit but then I shriek as the head of 
Bobby's cock centers on my entrance.

I hear Silvia's voice "ok Tina, tell him to be gentle 
and work just the head of his cock into your cunny." 

As if I am having an out of body experience, I follow 
Silvia's instructions and hear my voice echo over the 
speakers, "please be gentle Bobby... go slow putting 
the head of your cock in my cunny." 

"Don't worry baby, I'll be gentle!" I hear Bobby say. 
Then I feel his cock start to make little motions 
forward against my pussy entrance. It seems like with 
each jab I get a little wetter and my pussy opens up 
a little more until I feel his head slide past my 
entrance. Bobby comes to a halt and I give a little 
"ohhh" of pleasure as I feel my pussy stretch around 
his penis. 

"I'm in baby... what do you say I just move a little 
right here until you get use to my big cock... you 
just tell me when you want me deeper!"

"Ahhh!" I gasp as Bobby starts making little motions 
with his cock. It feels really good. I'm losing my 
mind as the pleasure continues to build beyond what I 
have felt before during any previous orgasm I have 
had! 

Off in the background Silvia whispers "now that it's 
feeling good, tell Bobby to work more cock into your 
pussy"

At this point I don't even know if I want Bobby to 
stop. It feels so damn good. Every nerve ending in my 
body seems to have coiled up to center around the 
cock making short little movements inside me.

Eddie looks across the stage. The audience had fallen 
into a lusty breathless silence, too caught up in the 
scene unfolding in front of them to let out so much 
as a wolf whistle. And no wonder! Eddie didn't think 
he'd ever seen a more erotic scene in any porn movie; 
and he'd seen a few. 

Bobby looks like he is sprouting from Tina's tiny 
little pussy. Her shaved pussy is all red, wet, 
swollen, and stretched snugly around Bobby's hard 
black cock. Tina herself is lost in some kind of 
rapture with her head tilted back, her lips slightly 
parted and emitting little gasps and moans 
interrupted by the occasional surprised squeal. Then 
Tina's voice pants over the sound system; "Bobby, I'm 
ready for you to work more cock into me."

That's enough to get a reaction from the audience and 
there is spontaneous applause and cheering. Bobby has 
obviously been waiting for the go ahead and wastes no 
time in sliding another 2 inches into Tina's Puss. 
That really gets Tina going as she lets out a lout 
gasp, arches her back, and curls her toes. Then she 
lets out, "Ow! Ow! Ow! Bobby you're hurting me!"

Bobby pulls back a couple of inches and then 
continues slow teasing circles at Tina's entrance. 

"Don't worry Teenster, we'll keep it feeling good. 
Looks like we found your cherry!" Bobby exclaims as 
he keeps teasing Tina's opening.

"Ok, Bobby, looks like Tina can more than handle that 
cock of yours and is ready for a good fucking!" Eddie 
follows up this announcement by walking over to Tina 
and Silvia. "Thatta girl Tina, I knew you'd get into 
this action. Now Silvia and I are going to do you a 
big favor and untie one of your hands so you can 
slide it down between those slutty legs of yours and 
finally work yourself to that Orgasm you've been 
working on." 

I look up into Eddie's smug face but I am too far 
gone to argue or do anything other than follow 
instructions. When I feel my right hand free up, I 
shamefully slide it down to my love button and start 
to stroke it as I feel Bobby start little in-out 
strokes at the entrance of my pussy. And then... 
without warning I feel Bobby's cock spear forward, 
momentarily pausing at my cherry before tearing 
through and burying itself at the bottom of my 
vagina. 

"Ahhhhh owwwww!" I can't help myself and start 
sobbing as the realization of what has just happened 
takes over me. Tears are running down my face as I 
feel Bobby freeze inside me and then start little 
wiggles of his cock deep inside me.

"Don't cry Teenster, it will feel good again in a 
little bit... you just needed to lose that silly 
little cherry of yours." Bobby sounds genuinely 
concerned as he makes consoling noises.

This is in sharp contrast to Eddie who grabs my free 
hand and drags it back down to my clit. "Come on 
Tina, you still owe us a nice big orgasm!"

Silva is wiping the tears off my eyes and face and 
despite myself jolts of pleasure are still radiating 
out of my sex and up into my tummy. I gasp as Bobby 
starts longer movements and the next thing I know I'm 
fingering my clit again as Bobby starts long slow 
strokes in and out of my pussy. 

Every stroke of his cock causes a ripple of sensation 
right down my cunny until he hits the bottom and his 
sack smacks my bottom. I start to grunt in time with 
his thrusts, working my clitty faster as I feel my 
orgasm coming back to me. Then Bobby picks up his 
pace making fast hard thrusts inside of me.

His cock is a warm spear sliding in and out of me. I 
can't believe the ripples of pleasure shooting out of 
my vagina as his cock slides back and forth. Every 
stroke I feel my puss stretch around his cock opening 
up to accept Bobby's penis. Bolts of pleasure seem to 
be ripping through my limbs causing me to clench my 
fist and curl my toes.

"Thatta a gurlllll Tina. Tell Bobby how good it 
feels!" Silva purrs off to my left.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god, Bobby it feels gagoood! Oh 
shit oh shit oh shit, I'm going to finish!"

Eddie watches as Tina seems to have a stroke 
underneath Bobby. Her whole body starts to shake and 
tremble and she shrieks loudly as each wave of her 
orgasm washes over her. 
 
I am cumming hard and then Bobby buries himself all 
the way inside me and his cock seems to superheat and 
pulse inside me. I shriek as I feel Bobby start to 
fill my pussy with his seed filling me deep inside 
with hot liquid. I can't seem to stop shrieking with 
each pulse of Bobby's cock.

Slowly I regain my vision and senses and give a 
squeal as Bobby pulls out of me and stands up. The 
bar is applauding, whooping, and hollering. My poor 
puss is a mess. Red, angry, and stretched with a line 
of pinkish semen oozing out of it and down onto my 
tummy. I think I am done but then Eddie is speaking 
into the mic again.

"Thatta girl Tina! Happy Birthday, we hope you 
enjoyed your birthday fuck! Now there is just one 
thing left before we untie you and get you back to 
serving booze, see you've worked up the whole crowd 
and while it's not entirely your fault, we thought 
you could at least help out a lucky 18 guys by giving 
them a place to blow their loads! So we're going to 
untie both your hands and you help them stroke their 
cocks until they decorate your sexy little body with 
their hot cum!"

It's too much! I can't hardly comprehend what Eddie 
is saying but the next thing I know Silvia has untied 
my other hand and squirted some kind of lotion into 
my palm before wrapping it around some patron's cock. 
Phil is doing the same on the other side and soon my 
entire field of vision is filled with 17 guys 
stroking their hard-ons over me. They seem to take 
turns with my hands. I shake my head from side to 
side in dismay, crying and moaning in despair. 

The next thing I know the guy in my left hand lets 
out a grunt and starts to spurt his white stuff at my 
boobs. It lands with a hot splash and as if this is a 
signal the guys start cumming all around me! They 
seem to aim for my face and boobs mostly. Covering me 
in a thick layer of sticky cum.

I start sobbing. "Eddie, please let me up! I ca can't 
take any more of this."

The crowd has parted and it's just Eddie and Silvia 
looking down at my messed up, cum covered body. Eddie 
reaches down between my legs and drags the cum oozing 
out of my pussing around my tummy and then presses at 
my pussy entrance causing a huge gob of cum to pour 
out of my angry puss. 

"Good news Tina, that's a wrap! I think everyone will 
agree that you put on a great show!" The crowd cheers 
at this. All the time Eddie is speaking he is still 
fondling me, dragging the disgusting gob of cum 
around my pussy and then pushing it back inside me 
with his fingers. It is humiliating and uncomfortable 
but I don't have the energy to complain.

"Come on guys, let's get her untied so she can get us 
some refreshments! Now Tina, no wiping off all the 
nice white gifts these guys gave you... for the rest 
of the night we'll enjoy your birthday suit 
accessorized with sperm! Just be carefully you don't 
drip any cum into anyone's drink!"

Unbelievable! I'm not even going to be allowed to 
clean-up before going back to work! My legs are freed 
and I squirm up to a standing position, feeling sperm 
drip out of my puss and down my thighs as I get 
circulation back into my legs. The bar is applauding 
and Phil takes my hand leading me back to a tray full 
of beers.

Eddie watches Tina follow Phil to the bar. She is one 
hot mess! He can't believe she hasn't bolted and run 
or broken down completely...

The night finally ended and I made it back to my 
apartment ready for a long hot shower. The cum has 
long since dried hard and crusty all over me and I am 
sore in inappropriate places. I can't even look at 
Toby and just make my way directly into the bathroom, 
standing in the shower for 30 minutes as all of the 
filth, humiliation, and degradation washes away from 
me under the scorching hot water. 

As I brush my hair I start to think that maybe Toby 
and I can and should make a run for it. I mean, what 
do we have to lose... Thinking on this small piece of 
hope, when I emerge back into the bathroom, I feel 
almost human. I enter my bedroom wrapped in a towel 
and give a little shriek when I see Eddie sitting on 
my bed.

"Great work tonight Tina." He says solemnly as he 
gets up and closes the door. "I want you to know that 
I understand how hard this has all been on you but 
you need to know that I do care about you and your 
brother." 

I just stare frozen at Eddie in disbelief, unable to 
comprehend what he is doing in my bedroom. 

"That's why..." Eddie continues, "I am going to put 
aside $1,000 of tonight's profits for Toby's college 
fund. You and I can start working to make sure that 
the Tobe-ster is set for college when the time 
comes."

I'm not sure what to think or say... I was ready to 
run away from Eddie, but I never had dared dream of 
college for either Toby or I, given our current 
circumstances, but now Eddie is forcing me to 
continue being molested and degraded in exchange for 
Toby's future. I want to cry again, because I know I 
can't pass up Eddie's deal no matter how bad it is 
for me. "T-thanks Eddie, but tonight was horrible for 
me!" I can't help it as tears stream down my cheeks 
again.

Eddie consoles with a hug and lets me cry silently on 
his shoulder. For a couple of minutes he almost feels 
like a friend. Of course then he shatters that 
illusion with his next statement. 

"You know Tina, it's one thing we will have to come 
to an understanding of, is it's also hard on me 
watching you all night but not taking part in the 
entertainment. I am also going to need you to take 
care of my needs periodically if this is going to 
work out for Toby, you and I. You can start tonight 
with a little blow-job like you gave Billy on his 
birthday and we'll work up to other things later."

And that's how I ended Friday night, sucking on 
Eddie's cock in my bedroom, knowing how trapped I am, 
and wondering what torments the rest of the weekend 
is going to have in store for me...

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any 
of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
consider seeking professional help.
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