Overnight Shift Ch 04

TW: Violence

***** Night Four *****

"Karissa, honey, I don't want to believe that you did this, but the neighbors saw you here! And now our bank accounts are empty and half of our belongings are gone! There's no sign of a break-in!"

Karissa rolled her eyes while her father scream-sobbed into the phone. She kept telling him...

"Listen! I WAS there! I told you that! But I didn't steal from you! Why would I do that? When have I ever done anything like that, Phil?"

"Ph...Phil?" Her father replied, confused. Before she could explain that that was indeed his name, mom took the phone from him.

"Honey," She said, "We believe you, we do. But this is serious. They emptied your college account too. I need you to go to the police station tomorrow and and file a report, just in case you saw something. Okay sweetie?"

At least mom was getting to the point without accusing her.

"I will mom, I promise. We'll get your money back. I'm going to Venmo you two thousand dollars, just so you have a little money until we do."

"Honey...two thousand? Does Target pay that well?"

"I got a side gig, mom. I'm making enough money to pay for my own school now! So don't worry." Karissa explained.

"Okay hon... Call me tomorrow after you talk to the police and tell me all about it."

"Okay mom," Karissa said. "I have to go, I need to work tonight. Love you!"

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Karissa actually had a few hours until she needed to be at work, but her vibrator panties were going off constantly! She barely held it together during that call. Her fans must miss her. She should do something special to reward their patience. She looked at the small dining table, where her shiny new vibrator and WiFi camera were sitting.

She ordered them just last night, and Amazon's same day delivery really came through for her. Both new toys were waterproof. It only took a few minutes to attach the camera above the showerhead and set it up.

"The instructions are so easy that even a stupid slut like myself can do it!" She thought.

The vibrator was big, and it came with a fully charged battery. She didn't bother with the instructions, she knew the settings she liked when she saw it.

She posted the OnlyFans link on all of her social media, messaged everyone she knew with a link, stripped, turned on the hot water, and started her livestream. She decided to make this one completely free. Everyone deserved a peek.

The water felt sooo good as it fell on her naked skin! Knowing that possibly dozens of people were watching was so hot! She started by lathering her tits with soap, slowly caressing them while she smiled shyly. She looked up at the camera and put on a fake surprised expression, as if catching someone peeking in at her.

"Oh, it's only you!" She said with a smile. "I missed you..."

She turned around and spread her legs as she lathered the soap on her ass. She moaned softly as she rubbed suds between her legs, then turned around to face the camera again.

She reached outside of the shower for a second, pulling the big vibrator in with her and holding it in front of the camera.

"I don't know about you," She said in a sultry voice, "But I'm feeling really dirty tonight."

She leaned against the wall opposite the camera and showerhead, letting the water rinse all of the suds off. She turned on the vibrator at full speed, but held it to her clit gently, testing its effectiveness.

"MMMMMMMMAAAAAHHHH!!"

The moan was a little dramatic. She wanted her audience to almost feel what she was feeling. And it felt really good! She closed her eyes and smiled, giggling a little as waves of pleasure began to spread through her. She wished Matt was here....she couldn't wait until their first shower together. If only the leadership office at work had a shower.

When she was finished playing, she washed off again, making sure to do things like squeeze her tits and fondle her ass for the camera. Or mostly for the camera....touching herself always felt nice. Then she turned the water off and toweled herself dry while still in the shower. She smiled, thinking about all of the men who were probably jerking off while they watched her soak up drops of water from her soft skin.

When she was done she smiled up at the camera and spoke one last time.

"Thank you for taking a shower with me! I needed that. Byyye guys! Turn on my panties if you want to say hi later! I looove yooou!"

She turned off the camera and found her clothes, laughing at the vibrating panties. Someone had already turned them on... After she got off work that morning she made it so that the panties cost $5 to activate, and then they only stayed on for 5 minutes, with 15 minutes of staying off between activations. But the cost and time limit had barely slowed people down. She wore them while she slept earlier, and she was constantly woken up by the vibration.

It was the best sleep she had had in months.

She put on her usual clothes - her too small Target t-shirt, and her definitely too small black elastic shorts. They both looked a little grimey: The shirt had white stains on it - from lunches at work she guessed. She always had been a messy eater. The shorts weren't as messy looking, but they definitely had some marks. And they were constantly wet, just like her favorite new panties. She thought she should probably go find another outfit to wear, then got dressed in the dirty clothes anyway and looked for her phone, spotting it on the toilet.

"Wow, that's a lot of text messages and voicemails!" She though to herself. It looked like everyone she knew had tried to contact her in the past half hour. She scanned through the first few.

Phil: "Honey what is this? You sent this to your cousins and Grandma! Everyone in the family group chat! Call me ASAP!"

Mom: "Karista, is that onlyfence? Is that what yoy wee telling me about early? Call me!"

She could tell her mom was upset. Usually her spelling was perfect. There were more...

Cousin Al: "Damn Cuz, I gotta admit I never thought about you like that. But now I can't stop thinking about you like that! Call me!!!"

April: "Kar, what the fuck are you doing? Everyone in self defense class just got a text with a livestream link of you showering! What has gotten into you? CALL ME!"

There were a lot more... Why was everyone so upset? And why was it so important for her to call a hundred people right now? This was dumb...it was just a shower.

She worried that some of these people...like Cousin Al...might come looking for her. And April would probably be home soon...she loved her bestie, but she didn't want a lecture right now. Maybe she'd go to work early. Matt had her scheduled for overtime tonight and tomorrow night anyway. She may as well make as much overtime pay as possible.

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"Bro it's her, I'm telling you! It's TargetSlut! Look at her ass! I told you she worked at this Target!"

"No way. What are the chances she'd work here?"

"Bro, I'm telling you! I had a class with her...."

Karissa was searching through men's clothing for the order she was working on when she heard the two college-aged guys whispering. They were fans! That was soo cute!

She abandoned the search for the graphic t-shirt she was supposed to find - the customer would have to buy his Deadpool shirt elsewhere - and walked up to the two boys. She put on her best seductive smile while she looked them over.

"Hii cuties." She said, trying to put as much flirt into the greeting as possible. She glanced down at her tits. "Can I help you find something?"

One of the boys seemed speechless. His jaw dropped and he stared, his eyes bugging out a little. The other one, actually the less good looking of the two, smiled and stepped close to her, touching her arm with his sweaty hand.

"I'll bet you could help me find all kinds of things." He said in what he probably thought was a seductive tone.

"I'll bet I could too. But how 'bout a selfie for now? Let's go to that changing room....for some privacy."

Karissa had no interest in sex with these two, or anyone except for Matt. But she wanted them to remember her. She pulled them into the tiny dressing room, winking at the attendant standing outside. She made the shy handsome one take video and pictures, and she pulled the charming one close to her.

She removed her t-shit and shorts first, letting them fall to her feet. She was going to remove her panties as well, but as if by design someone activated them. She left them on.

She walked behind the charming one and leaned against his back, pressing her tits tightly against him. She wrapped her arms around him, one hand undoing his pants while the other searched his boxers for his cock. It was smaller than what she would have liked, but hard. It felt good in her hand.

"What's your name?" She whispered in his ear as she stroked his dick.

"Ah...Adam."

"Do you like that, Adam?"

"Yes..."

"Mmmm....I like it too."

She ran her free hand under his shirt, hoping to feel abs but being disappointed by a tummy instead.

"Will you do me a favor, Adam?" Karissa whispered in his ear.

"Ahh...y-yesh..."

"Tell me I'm a good slut?" Karissa begged in a high pitched voice as she played with his balls. "Pleeaase?"

"Yo...you're a good slut!"

She kissed his neck as she moaned softly, and began to stroke him faster, excited by the effect she was having on him. Her excitement turned to disappointment when it only took a minute for him to cum. He was sweet, but maybe she should have played with the other one.

She let go of Adam and pulled the shy guy in a hug, pressing her tits on him and grinding against him a little. She could already tell his cock was bigger just by how much it had grown in the few seconds she held him. She kissed him softly on the lips and brushed hair out of his eyes.

"Say hi next time, sweetie. Maybe I'll play with you instead..."

She quickly put her shorts and shirt on and left the two guys gaping in the room behind her, Adam's pants still around his feet and shy guy looking paralyzed by love.

That was fun! She should work here more often when the store is actually open! She loooved meeting her fans!

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The rest of the night went by slowly. Karissa attached her new camera to her cart, but only a few people were watching her current livestream. Most of her fans were probably watching her shower video on repeat. She wasn't very busy either. There were only a few orders to fill, and they were all small. She spent hours just walking around, pretending to be busy and daydreaming of Matt.

Finally, FINALLY! It was 2:00 A.M.. She wondered briefly what Matt had brought them for lunch tonight, but really, his sausage was all she wanted. She didn't have to rush to the leadership office, she had been hovering around the area for almost an hour.

When she entered the room, it was obvious that Matt was waiting for her too. He smiled at her, looking even more handsome and sexy than the last time she saw him.

"Good," Matt said, "You're here. Take off your clothes."

Karissa began to smile, but the force of the 'other' personality that Matt had been molding seemed to crash with the "real" her, and for a moment she felt like she was two people who wanted two different things. And then the memories came, all at once like usual, but physically painful this time. Each thing she remembered felt like a dagger in her head. And that last memory... sending that shower livestream to all of her friends and family.... to April...that felt like someone was bashing her skull in with a hammer.

She fell to the ground and screamed wordlessly. She couldn't move her body, but nothing could stop that scream of rage and pain and humiliation from coming out. It was either a second later or an hour later when she felt her head being pulled up by her hair, and a hard slap across her face. She wasn't sure. Her mind was broken, the meaning of time was gone. Only pain remained.

Another slap. "SHUT UP!" She felt cloth being shoved in her mouth, and part of her realized that her shirt was now off her body. Still she screamed. Next she felt the goggles and earbuds placed on her head, and as the flashing static screens and whispered instructions began, she finally calmed down.

She tried to let the programming take her over...she whispered pleas in her mind, begging god to let it just kill her or her delete her, she didn't care anymore. Anything to make the pain stop. But she couldn't completely sync her thoughts with the whispered instructions and images, no matter how hard she tried.

That other personality, that other her, was still in her head, whispering that she needed to submit to Daddy. She wasn't sure how long it took, but little by little she was able to give the other her more control, and the pain began to ease.

The respite didn't last long. She felt the rest of her clothes being roughly pulled off. And now she was naked, and she could feel him rubbing what felt like lotion all over her breasts.

She tried to ignore it, tried to let the whispering voice and flashing screen pull her back into blissful, painless brainwashing, tried to give full control to the "other". But she could feel Matt straddle her body, his cock between her breasts. He placed her hands one against each boob and told her to press hard. Then he started fucking her chest. The jerking movement pulled her out of the brainwashing sync, and she gasped for breath as he pressed down on her. Her head exploded with pain once more, but she couldn't scream this time. She could barely breath.

She hoped with all her heart that he would accidentally suffocate her. Anything for this to end. She wasn't sure how long it took, but eventually she felt his gooey cum splatter all over her breasts and face.

Matt got off of her and kneeled down by her head so he could wipe his cock off with her hair. Then he just walked away, leaving her alone with the blissful brainwashing for hours.

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Matt came back eventually. He took off the goggles and instructed her to sit down on the office chair. The memories were still there, as was the pain she felt from them. But it was dull. Mostly she was mentally exhausted. The other personality - the other her - was still there too. She could feel it, eating away at her consciousness. She didn't have the willpower to try to fight her own body as it stood up and sat across from Matt.

"Well..." Matt said, "That was unfortunate. Were you trying to fight me? Is that why you screamed?"

"No, Daddy."

He slammed his hand down on the desk, making his anger evident.

"Then why?!"

Karissa's body just sat there, smiling at him pleasantly. Matt sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"We were making so much progress, slut! This has to be your fault somehow. I've had to keep you in here all night with the device on just to calm you down! Apologize! Now!"

"I'm sorry, Daddy."

Matt sat in silence for several more minutes, thinking. Then he spoke again.

"Did you like the cum shower I gave you earlier, slut?"

"Yes Daddy!"

"Great." He said, "I know you enjoyed your livestream shower, but I don't want you to shower today. I want my cum on your face and in your hair all day. Got it?"

"Yes Daddy!"

"You were really beginning to bore me before tonight, and after that little screaming act you're just pissing me off. I want to know why you're acting up. You have a minute to speak freely...starting now!"

Karissa didn't have anything to say. If she was capable of describing how she felt, she would tell Matt that her thoughts were bleeding and her feelings were broken, and she only wanted her mind to die now. She could feel the other her - the new personality - but that new her didn't have anything to say either. She only felt bliss at being in her Daddy's presence.

"That's fine, don't talk, you worthless bitch! If I break you I'll have a replacement ready... I've decided that I want your whore roommate too. You're going to help me get her..."

Karissa's mind once again exploded with pain. "No.." She thought, "He won't take April..."

"nnn-nn--NOOOOO!!!"

Karissa's scream sounded primal and wild, not a sound most humans make. Matt was taken aback for a moment, but quickly walked up to her and slapped her hard across the face.

"Oh yes, bitch!" He said viciously. She will belong to me, just like you belong to me."

He attached the headset back in her face, and when she calmed down he began whispering in her ear.

"This is what you're going to do, slut.... Seduce her on your livestream, then bring her to me. People won't question why you disappeared together after they find out you're lovers!"

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".....good work...."

Karissa opened her eyes, or tried to at least. The overhead light was blinding, and she had a splitting headache. Where was she??

She sat up and carefully felt the object she was on. A couch. An uncomfortable and small one, like what you might find in a office.

"Karissa, you're awake! Are you okay? I've been so worried."

Karissa opened her eyes completely this time. It took a few moments for them to focus, but once she did she saw Matt kneeling in front of her, a concerned look on his face.

"Wh...what happened?"

Matt rubbed her upper thigh and smiled. "You passed out, you stupid whore. You've been asleep for most of the night! I didn't know what to do, so I laid you on the couch and let you rest."

"Oh... I think I'm okay now. My head is beginning to clear a little. Will you sit by me? I need to lean on you."

Matt sat on the couch beside her and pulled her head on his lap. She tried to close her eyes, but every time she blinked she saw bright, staticy flashes that made her head hurt. She was deeply afraid and sad, but she didn't understand why.

"My poor slut... It will be okay, I'm here."

She smiled. He was always so sweet to her, always knew exactly what to say.

"Can we stay here for a little while longer, Daddy?" She asked. "My head hurts so bad."

"Yes whore, we have a hour left til your shift ends. We can stay here until then."

Had he just called her "whore?" No, that couldn't be right, Matt would never. Her head hurt so badly that she couldn't focus. She misheard him, that's all.

She began to softly cry, but she wasn't sure why. She suddenly felt deeply afraid of Matt, but also deeply loved. It didn't make any sense, she felt like she was losing her mind. She knew what she wanted to feel: The fear was making her sick making her head ache. She couldn't take it anymore. The feelings of love for Matt were so much better, so she tried to focus on that.

"I love you, Daddy."

"And I love mind-fucking you, you stupid cunt." Matt replied in his sweetest tone.

With a sigh of contentment, Karissa closed her eyes. The pain was finally beginning to wash away from her mind.

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Matt once again stood in the parking lot and watched his plaything walk to her car. Or shuffle like a zombie to her car, was more like it. Her head was hanging low, and she barely seemed able to move. Had he broken her somehow? What had gone wrong? It was going so well until last night!

He knew what he had to do, but he dreaded it. He pulled out his phone and sent his uncle several long texts, detailing everything that had happened over the past few days, even the things that he had already told his uncle. If there was a mistake somewhere in there, he had to know what it was so that he didn't repeat it with the redhead. It took 15 minutes before he got a message back.

"I'm not sure, Matt. But I think you fucked up."

Matt's heart sank at that first text, but before he could respond, the phone rang. Uncle Dave. With a sigh of dread, he answered.

"Hey Unc..." He began weakly.

"I never told you to emotionally torture her and turn her family and friends against her, sign her up for some weird porn website. What the fuck were you thinking?!"