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For anyone else who wanted in past the bouncer, they had to be accompanied by a member. Just like Roxanne had her first night there, when she’d gotten her first taste of serving others in a public setting. Every Saturday since that night Mistress Peg had brought her back, always to full crowds and with explicit instructions that she was to do as anyone asked of her.\n\n“Don’t say no,” said the older woman, who’d spend the night sipping martinis and watching her pet’s performance. “Just enjoy it.”\n\n\nAnd she had. Very much so. Even if she was exhausted by the end of the night, servicing so many other beautiful women always left her on cloud nine for a few days afterwards. Yet her time at the club had only ever been for a few hours at the most. When the time came to leave Peg would guide her by the leash back to home and she’d wobble to her bed. Now…\n\n…well, Roxanne had never considered a full-time position to mean sleeping in Vallery’s home, located on the third floor of the building the Bust or Bust club was located in. When her shift had ended, she learned of this arrangement between Peg and Vallery, spending the night asleep in the big woman’s arms. It had been a disorienting sensation to be jolted awake by the giantess’ alarm clock. From that point on Roxanne learned what it meant to work for Vallery.\n\nThe club itself had to be swept from top to bottom. Glasses were inspected for chips, flaws, and cracks. If they’d come close to running out of a brand of alcohol, an order for a new case had to be put out immediately. Tables were washed and dried. If there was a special event Vallery made sure everyone involved knew what to do. Lights got their bulbs replaced on a routine basis to avoid one blowing out during business hours. Sound systems were triple checked, music tracks changed up, and a thousand thousand other little details handled before a single customer ever arrived. And then Big Val would spend the entire night serving drinks, chatting with long-time members, while Roxanne struggled to keep up with the other girls on the floor.\n\nUniforms for waitresses were less set than other businesses, but did have three rules to be followed. Your top was either short or see-through, your ass and pussy had to be easily accessible, and long socks, stockings or fishnets with matching shoes were all required. Otherwise you took orders and made sure the customers were happy. Roxanne had additional rules handed down from Vallery and Peg. She couldn’t say no to any request a customer made of her and she had to refer to herself, and insist that others refer to her, as ‘ Fresh Meat’ or ‘Meat’ for the duration of employment.\n\nEmbarrassing enough to say that with strangers, it was tenfold worse whenever one of the students from the college heard her introduce herself as such. The first night when she’d come up to a group of four girls from her ethics class, said ‘Hello, my name is Fresh Meat. Can I take your order?’, Roxanne had hoped to spontaneously combust rather than endure the snickering. What surprised her more was after she’d brought back their drinks, one girl who she knew had a boyfriend had pulled Roxanne into the booth and made out with her to the catcalls of her peers. “You’re cute,” they’d said, before Roxanne had shuffled off equally confused and aroused by the encounter.\n\nVallery made a point after that to send Roxanne to any table containing one or more students at her college, though that was the only time any of them ever got so physical with her.\n\nOlder patrons were far less reserved and respectful of Roxanne’s personal space, often groping and kissing and pinning her to walls whenever it seemed to suit them. Too often after she’d delivered someone’s order they’d pull her under the table for what had apparently become a legendary tongue lashing from Roxanne. Service like that always came with big tips and even bigger smiles. Once she’d been washing a table and gotten pushed over it while a voice in her ear said to keep still and not look back, to which Roxanne complied with a ‘Yes Ma’am’. A pair of skillful fingers brought her up to the edge of things and left her there, denying her the orgasm her body was crying out for. By the time she’d pushed herself up and looked behind her, the culprit had vanished into the crowd.\n\nAfter almost a week of such long days and hot nights, Roxanne had begun to find her rhythm in the workplace. Peg came by once or twice but treated her like any of the other waitresses. Every night was spent curled up with Vallery and each morning that alarm clock woke her up from lust-filled dreams. While she longed to be by her Mistress’ side once again, the work helped to make up for that, leaving her feeling useful and needed by others. Even the simple act of cleaning the floors left her with a small but genuine smile.\n\nYet on the first Saturday since she’d begun, a half-hour before work began, Roxanne was called into the back office by her boss. Big Val the Hammer Gal had told her that she was proud of the work and thought that Roxanne might be perfect for a event tonight. “I’ll be happy to help however I can,” she’d said, as Big Val brought out a few new pieces to her uniform.\n\nRoxanne had stood by the bar awkwardly while Big Val explained the rules of the contest. Five dildos had been lined up on the bartop in progressively larger sizes until the very last one was more or less a horse’s dong. Roxanne’s goal was to get as far along the line as she could manage within a set period of time. A challenge made all the more difficult by the cuffs on her wrists being chained to the metal collar around her throat and to one another. The triangle of softly clicking metal links also kept her arms in a ‘begging’ pose, which Vallery wasted no time in remarking that she must have had plenty of practice with.\n\nAfter a horde of voices had quieted down and Vallery helpfully lifted her onto the countertop, Roxanne started on the first one. Weeks of personal training by her friend Debbie were paying off as the narrow bar left her little room for error. Each toy had to be fully within her in a single stroke and left standing on the bar for her to continue. If either she or it fell over, the challenge ended. Slowly and carefully, with knees spread wide and lip bitten, did she sink down and leave behind a glistening record of her success. Cheers rose each time she’d succeed as the crowd increasing watched her with baited breath.\n\nSweat was beading on her forehead. It made her skin glisten. Hard nipples brushing against her mesh top only made the task more challenging. One girl whispered about how nice her ass looked. Finally, her dripping pussy was down and snuggly gripping the third toy in a row. Roxanne had no idea how far she’d get. The music and the voices were muffled by her heart’s pounding as she bounced a bit on her heels.\n\n\n“Come on darling,” said a rumbling voice on her right.\n\n“Yes sweetie, don’t keep all these nice folks waiting.” said a husky voice on her left.\n\nRoxanne looked at both Vallery and Peg. Their eyes were predatory, hungry, and made the young girl squeeze down on what was already inside her. While the two of them had said they were there to help catch her if she fell, Roxanne knew they just wanted the best seats in the house. What she also knew was that both women had placed a bet on her reaching the fifth and final toy. Only a handful had done so. With an nearly imperceptible nod did she begin her descent upon the third as both sneakers squeaked against the polished wood.\n\nA growing note rose among the club’s patrons before erupting into a cheer as both of Roxanne’s legs were laid at a one hundred and eighty degree angle on the countertop, the base of the toy kissed by her cunt. “She’s done it! I can’t believe it! This is amazing! Fuck, I lost!” All of these and more could be picked out of the babble as Roxanne straightened her back and began the far harder task of lifting herself up with only her lower body strength.\n\nIn the end, all she’d have to show for this would be sore muscles and probably a hard day’s work tomorrow. Because every cent she made from her hourly wages to tips to any overtime was going right to Peg. Vallery knew, Peg knew, and Roxanne knew. All of this effort just for what should have been hers to go to someone else…\n\n…it was what she really wanted, in the end. She didn’t want a reward. 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Roxanne was spending her spring break working as a waitress at the Bust or Bust club, a women’s only establishment with some of the finest drinks in the city and a haven for the lesbian community.


Membership was exclusive, expensive, and entirely dependent on the club’s owner Vallery giving it her stamp of approval. For anyone else who wanted in past the bouncer, they had to be accompanied by a member. Just like Roxanne had her first night there, when she’d gotten her first taste of serving others in a public setting. Every Saturday since that night Mistress Peg had brought her back, always to full crowds and with explicit instructions that she was to do as anyone asked of her.

“Don’t say no,” said the older woman, who’d spend the night sipping martinis and watching her pet’s performance. “Just enjoy it.”


And she had. Very much so. Even if she was exhausted by the end of the night, servicing so many other beautiful women always left her on cloud nine for a few days afterwards. Yet her time at the club had only ever been for a few hours at the most. When the time came to leave Peg would guide her by the leash back to home and she’d wobble to her bed. Now…

…well, Roxanne had never considered a full-time position to mean sleeping in Vallery’s home, located on the third floor of the building the Bust or Bust club was located in. When her shift had ended, she learned of this arrangement between Peg and Vallery, spending the night asleep in the big woman’s arms. It had been a disorienting sensation to be jolted awake by the giantess’ alarm clock. From that point on Roxanne learned what it meant to work for Vallery.

The club itself had to be swept from top to bottom. Glasses were inspected for chips, flaws, and cracks. If they’d come close to running out of a brand of alcohol, an order for a new case had to be put out immediately. Tables were washed and dried. If there was a special event Vallery made sure everyone involved knew what to do. Lights got their bulbs replaced on a routine basis to avoid one blowing out during business hours. Sound systems were triple checked, music tracks changed up, and a thousand thousand other little details handled before a single customer ever arrived. And then Big Val would spend the entire night serving drinks, chatting with long-time members, while Roxanne struggled to keep up with the other girls on the floor.

Uniforms for waitresses were less set than other businesses, but did have three rules to be followed. Your top was either short or see-through, your ass and pussy had to be easily accessible, and long socks, stockings or fishnets with matching shoes were all required. Otherwise you took orders and made sure the customers were happy. Roxanne had additional rules handed down from Vallery and Peg. She couldn’t say no to any request a customer made of her and she had to refer to herself, and insist that others refer to her, as ‘ Fresh Meat’  or ‘Meat’ for the duration of employment.

Embarrassing enough to say that with strangers, it was tenfold worse whenever one of the students from the college heard her introduce herself as such. The first night when she’d come up to a group of four girls from her ethics class, said ‘Hello, my name is Fresh Meat. Can I take your order?’, Roxanne had hoped to spontaneously combust rather than endure the snickering. What surprised her more was after she’d brought back their drinks, one girl who she knew had a boyfriend had pulled Roxanne into the booth and made out with her to the catcalls of her peers. “You’re cute,” they’d said, before Roxanne had shuffled off equally confused and aroused by the encounter.

Vallery made a point after that to send Roxanne to any table containing one or more students at her college, though that was the only time any of them ever got so physical with her.

Older patrons were far less reserved and respectful of Roxanne’s personal space, often groping and kissing and pinning her to walls whenever it seemed to suit them. Too often after she’d delivered someone’s order they’d pull her under the table for what had apparently become a legendary tongue lashing from Roxanne. Service like that always came with big tips and even bigger smiles. Once she’d been washing a table and gotten pushed over it while a voice in her ear said to keep still and not look back, to which Roxanne complied with a ‘Yes Ma’am’. A pair of skillful fingers brought her up to the edge of things and left her there, denying her the orgasm her body was crying out for. By the time she’d pushed herself up and looked behind her, the culprit had vanished into the crowd.

After almost a week of such long days and hot nights, Roxanne had begun to find her rhythm in the workplace. Peg came by once or twice but treated her like any of the other waitresses. Every night was spent curled up with Vallery and each morning that alarm clock woke her up from lust-filled dreams. While she longed to be by her Mistress’ side once again, the work helped to make up for that, leaving her feeling useful and needed by others. Even the simple act of cleaning the floors left her with a small but genuine smile.

Yet on the first Saturday since she’d begun, a half-hour before work began, Roxanne was called into the back office by her boss. Big Val the Hammer Gal had told her that she was proud of the work and thought that Roxanne might be perfect for a event tonight. “I’ll be happy to help however I can,” she’d said, as Big Val brought out a few new pieces to her uniform.

Roxanne had stood by the bar awkwardly while Big Val explained the rules of the contest. Five dildos had been lined up on the bartop in progressively larger sizes until the very last one was more or less a horse’s dong. Roxanne’s goal was to get as far along the line as she could manage within a set period of time. A challenge made all the more difficult by the cuffs on her wrists being chained to the metal collar around her throat and to one another. The triangle of softly clicking metal links also kept her arms in a ‘begging’ pose, which Vallery wasted no time in remarking that she must have had plenty of practice with.

After a horde of voices had quieted down and Vallery helpfully lifted her onto the countertop, Roxanne started on the first one. Weeks of personal training by her friend Debbie were paying off as the narrow bar left her little room for error. Each toy had to be fully within her in a single stroke and left standing on the bar for her to continue. If either she or it fell over, the challenge ended. Slowly and carefully, with knees spread wide and lip bitten, did she sink down and leave behind a glistening record of her success. Cheers rose each time she’d succeed as the crowd increasing watched her with baited breath.

Sweat was beading on her forehead. It made her skin glisten. Hard nipples brushing against her mesh top only made the task more challenging. One girl whispered about how nice her ass looked. Finally, her dripping pussy was down and snuggly gripping the third toy in a row. Roxanne had no idea how far she’d get. The music and the voices were muffled by her heart’s pounding as she bounced a bit on her heels.


“Come on darling,” said a rumbling voice on her right.

“Yes sweetie, don’t keep all these nice folks waiting.” said a husky voice on her left.

Roxanne looked at both Vallery and Peg. Their eyes were predatory, hungry, and made the young girl squeeze down on what was already inside her. While the two of them had said they were there to help catch her if she fell, Roxanne knew they just wanted the best seats in the house. What she also knew was that both women had placed a bet on her reaching the fifth and final toy. Only a handful had done so. With an nearly imperceptible nod did she begin her descent upon the third as both sneakers squeaked against the polished wood.

A growing note rose among the club’s patrons before erupting into a cheer as both of Roxanne’s legs were laid at a one hundred and eighty degree angle on the countertop, the base of the toy kissed by her cunt. “She’s done it! I can’t believe it! This is amazing! Fuck, I lost!” All of these and more could be picked out of the babble as Roxanne straightened her back and began the far harder task of lifting herself up with only her lower body strength.

In the end, all she’d have to show for this would be sore muscles and probably a hard day’s work tomorrow. Because every cent she made from her hourly wages to tips to any overtime was going right to Peg. Vallery knew, Peg knew, and Roxanne knew. All of this effort just for what should have been hers to go to someone else…

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