Wor Time

Work Time - Part 2 - slave girl sara

After two more visits to the Chairman, being fucked and beaten, he signed my release paper to apply for a job.

I went to a small local warehouse and asked:

"Excuse me, would you know if there are any jobs going here?"

"Come in and let me check."

He closed the door behind me.

"Hey Joe, I have a girl here wanting to be fucked."

"No Sir, any jobs?"

"So, I am being called a liar am I?"

He began to unbuckle his belt.

"No Sir, you were right, to be fucked."

"I thought so."

"Should I get naked Sir?"

"Yes, good idea, I will too."

I pulled my dress over my head, and as he dropped his trousers, I made a dash for the door and as I fumbled with the lock he tripped up, so a lucky escape there, I need to be more careful.

I do not mind the odd fucking when I work, it happens, but not just for asking a question! For example, last Friday I was in the bakery at Heathcoat and the supervisor came round. He was about my age but with his dad being a manager he got instant promotion.

"You are a star baker in here I hear."

"I always do my best Sir."

"So I hear, can you knead the bread with one hand?"

"Yes Sir."

"Let me see."

So right-handed I kneaded the dough I was making.

"Brilliant, now give me your spare hand."

He took it and put it down his pants, he was already hard, so I thought at least if he is going to fuck me he won't need sucking.

"I think a wank would be nice slave girl, or would you prefer a whipping?"

I pulled my hand out of his pants and got his cock out; it was actually a two hander. He slapped my bottom.

"Keep baking slave girl and wanking of course."

He squirted all over my baking table.

"Mix it in with the bread, it is protein after all."

I put my hand up.

"Yes slave girl."

"Please kind supervisor, can we try you fucking me as I bake next time?"

"Good slave, we sure can."

"Thank you kind supervisor."

Job done, another convert.

Back to looking for work. I passed an elderly greengrocer who was just arranging his wares on large tables in front of his shop.

"May I help you Sir, no pay needed, I just need practice?"

"Of course, thank your young lady."

It only took ten minutes.

"Anything else I can do for you Sir?"

"Anything?"

"Absolutely anything Sir."

"Can we go into the back, and can I see you naked?"

"Yes of course Sir."

"It has been a long time since I saw a naked girl, I lost my wife twelve years ago, she was knocked down and killed right outside my shop."

"I am so sorry to hear that Sir."

I was soon naked, and I spun round to show all my charms.

"Thank you, you are very kind."

"Would you like a feel Sir?"

"I had better not, I can feel a stirring below as it is?"

"Perhaps I could wank you as you squeeze and poke Sir, would that help?"

"I suppose so. Are you always very naughty, I noticed you have been caned of late?"

"Not really Sir, we get five stripes a week on the instructions of the house Chairman."

Sir got his cock out and I took over with my hands.

"Just you girls is it, who get their bottoms caned?"

"No Sir, everyone, young and old, male or female."

I felt him cumming so grabbed a paper apple wrapper and he shot quite a load for an elderly man.

"I had better be going Sir, I am job hunting, I will pop in again to see you again sometime, take care."

"What is your name young lady?"

"Tara Winston Sir."

"Would you like a job working here?"

"Wanking you Sir, haha?"

"Well not all the time, no. I was thinking my sons may come and work here if I employ a pretty and obliging girl."

"May I dress Sir, it's chilly in here?"

"Yes Tara, you may dress, talking of which, he got his wallet out, take this a buy a sexy dress to wear in the shop."

"And if I do not come back and take your money Sir, will you report me to the house Sir?"

"No, let's say, for services rendered."

"Yes Sir, I accept your job offer, when would you like me to start?"

"You already have Tara."

"Thank you Sir."

"I have a spare room upstairs as well if you need it, a bathroom too with a lovely bath."

"I would love to Sir but need to check if I may."

"You may."

I went shopping for a dress, to cover me but show most of my tits, all of them when I bent over and all my bum at the same time. I took the dress and two pairs of frilly knickers back to the shop.

"Take them up to your room Tara."

"Yes Sir and I will see you later, I'd best report back to the Chairman."

Back at Heathcoat I knocked on the Chairman's door.

"Come in."

It looked like he had just beaten a young man, who was sucking his cock.

"I was just about to fuck this one, his first time, no idea how I missed him."

The poor man was choking on Sir`s cock. He moved to his bottom and slapped it hard.

"Stop fucking crying or I will have your fucking balls cut off and pushed up your sister's slit. You girl, come and spit on his hole as I ram his arse, and get your fucking dress off so I can play with your big tits."

I stripped my dress off and spat as much as I could into his bummy hole.

"Push your slit into his face,

(another slap across his bottom,)

suck her off, if she does not cum I will get you branded."

I pushed onto him with my pussy and leant forward to have my nipples twisted off, I was near to cumming and would make a show of it. Sir pushed into him and as he did the young man screamed, I cum.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh Godddddddd, Ohhhhhhh."

"Wank him girl."

He was rock hard and a right handful. Sir cum, he cum and I cum again.

"Fucking rubbish fuck."

I knelt and cleaned Sir with my tongue, and he kneed the young man in the balls who fell to the floor.

"Ride the loser's face girl, give him and you a thrill."

I was pretty lenient with him, Sir stood in front of me and pushed his cock in my mouth, I wondered where he got his stamina from as I sucked him to a cum.

"You, crawl out of here boy and you are to be naked for a week."

Sir laughed as he sat behind his desk.

"Yes?"

"Reporting back Sir as I was told to. I got offered a job and a room to stay in too Sir, wages paid to you Sir, but I think I want to stay here."

"Don`t be ridiculous, it`s not about you, get over that chair."

I saw him take the thin belt off its hook, and I was whipped.

"You will do as he says and if you have to fuck him for more money, what do you do?"

"Fuck him Sir."

"What is your stripe day?"

"Wednesday Sir."

"Then report to me every Wednesday and bring me your wages."

"Yes Sir."

"Tell your sister to come and see me at six, she was good and tight."

"Yes Sir."

I went to see my family and told sis she was to be fucked at six by Sir, she nodded an ok, not much bothered her. I had very little to pack and dad wanted me over our table one last time. After that I walked back to the grocer's shop with my small bundle of possessions.

"Good afternoon Sir, shall I go to my room and put my dress on?"

He smiled, no, not a smile, a grin.

"Leave the knickers off and go clean up the pavement outside, and smile to the passers-by."

"Which lips Sir?"