PART 6

Megan arrived just a few minutes later, she noticed with satisfaction a couple of boys fleeing nervously when she approached. Still when she entered the kitchen she was surprised by the scene that she found. She was both shocked, and amused to see Lillian dripping semen from her hair, belly and crotch.

�Oh my God!�, she said while closing the blinds. �It seems you had a lot of fun in my short absence! You really are a slut!�

Lillian blushed ashamed, and tried to beg thru the ball gag.

�ok�, said Megan calmly, �First let�s check your site to see if you completed your little mission�, Megan giggled while Lillian rolled her eyes in desperation.

�Wow! You really opened those legs girl! Your fans are loving it, you�ll have to look at these comments later, they are all wanking about you! You are definitely gaining some admirers�

Lillian blushed, at first she felt an odd proudness, but then she scolded herself

�What are you proud of slut? They are not admiring you because you accomplished anything, or because you are smart. They just like you as a masturbation material.�

Still, her shameful thoughts only managed to make her hornier. She was becoming desperate and� was making noises thru her gag which Megan found extremely sexy.

Megan finally commiserated with the poor girl and untied the gag.

�You look beautiful girl! In a very slutty way of course�, she said sincerely.

Lillian felt both ashamed, and somewhat thankful� for the compliment.

�Megan, please�.

�I know I promised, but we are really getting out of time, and you will need a serious bath��

�Please, please�

Lillian begged, feeling completely idiot, she had done too much for that damn orgasm and she would get it no matter what, even if she had to beg shamefully.

�Well, ok. We will have to multitask, but I think we can make it�

Lillian was puzzled, she waited for Megan to release her bonds, but instead she left the room and returned a few minutes later. She wasn�t wearing anything below her waist and was carrying a Dildo.

She untied Lillian�s hands only, but let her legs remained tied, and the fisher line also remained on her now very sore nipples. She then handed Lillian the dildo and said.

�We have not enough time to properly make love, but we can get off if we hurry. You will lick my pussy and in the meanwhile you can use the dildo on your pussy, just don�t come before� I do�

Lillian was shocked, but all that she wanted at that moment was to come, she had been on the edge for hours now and she really need the release.

Megan straddled her face and was facing towards Lillian�s feet. Lillian felt completely degraded, she not only had to lick Megan�s pussy, but she will be putting a show by masturbating with a dildo in front of that weird girl.

Lillian looked at the black skin of Megan, she could not believe that she was about to lick a woman�s pussy. She had that lesbian experience with her roommate when she was 18, and just a few days ago that Tina on the subway made her come, not to mention the previous sessions with Megan, but she had never reached this point.

She felt that she was about to cross a new boundary, set a new level for her depravity, but after seeing so much lesbian porn, she was also curious. Some little voice inside her told her to stop, told her that this would only make her return to normality more impossible, but she couldn�t resist, and she wanted her own orgasm, and if this was the price, she was willing to pay it.

She started tentatively licking around of Megan�s pink pussy, while slowly pushing the dildo inside herself. After getting her tongue acquainted with Megan�s skin and outer labia, she shyly licked the pink inside, her own face was hot and red, she had an electric feeling, what she was doing was so dirty, so forbidden, that it only increased her arousal.

She noticed that Megan was already wet, it was pretty strange to taste another woman juices, but they didn�t taste of her own. She could not avoid to think that probably just a few women knew how their own juices tasted, and even less could compare that taste with other woman�s juices.

She was getting more and more aroused, it was of course caused by the stimulation of her self-fucking with the dildo, but also by the eroticism of the situation.

She knew could sense her own climax was building fast, so she started looking for Megan�s clit.

Megan was elated, but she had a very good self-control and wanted to postpone her own climax as much as she could. She took her phone from the kitchen table and made a phone call. Lillian immediately stopped her ministrations, but Megan covered the phone with her hand and said to Lillian,

�Don�t stop, we don�t have time�, then she turned to the phone and said.

��Hi Bruce, how are you doing?�.

�Yeah, I know��, she said giggling and continuing a conversation.

�Listen Bruce, I need a favor. I have a friend in need; she needs to make a few bucks over the weekend and I think she can help you in the restaurant, she is young and very pretty�.

�I know that pretty is not enough Bruce�, Lillian stopped again ashamed to be doing that while her possible employer was talking with Megan about her! But Megan pinched Lillian�s nipple signaling her to continue, so she did.

�No she doesn�t have any college, but she almost finished high school, and she had an educated tongue� speech�, she said amused at her own game of words.

�Please Bruce, I know that you need smart college girls, but you owe me a favor�

�Yes, you already told me that you have appointed a couple of college girls� for interview today, and you only have a couple of positions, but you have to at least give Lilly a chance; she had work experience, and she is good obeying orders�

�Well, I don�t know if she had been a waitress but she works as a cleaning girl, and she could be a model�

Lillian was completely ashamed, she was not even material for a waitress job, she felt very insecure and humiliated, so she picked� pace with the dildo trying to comfort herself.

�Yes, you already said looks are not enough, but she has resources, you know, she was going to be fired and she managed to negotiate, that must count for something�

Lillian felt pretty humiliated, �Since when my biggest selling points become my looks, my obedience and my ability to avoid being fired�, she thought bitterly, and she was even more ashamed remembering her degrading �negotiation� in Mr. Peter�s limousine just to keep her stupid cleaning girl job.

She tried to abstract herself from the humiliating phone conversation and lost herself in the tasks at hand, licking and sucking Megan�s clit like no tomorrow, while constantly fucking her own soaked pussy with the dildo.

�That squishing sound? Must be the dish-washer. Well I heard all your arguments, and you are probably right, she is probably not that smart or classy, but you owe me a favor, so at least interview her. �

Megan and Lillian�s respirations were becoming more ragged and short, and Lillian was afraid that the person at the other end of the phone would notice their arousal.� Megan retired the phone of her face and covered the mouth piece with her hand to cover her own moan.

�Nothing happened. It is just that the phone fell, but� listen I got a go� so it is a deal you would interview her, right ?�

�Yes I am aware that she will compete with the others, and I know you are not making any promises beyond interviewing her. Thanks anyway�

Just a few seconds after hanging up, Megan came with an explosive orgasm. The power rush was just too incredible. Lillian took speed and got her own big orgasm a couple of minutes later.

. . . .

A couple of hours later Lillian was riding in a cab to the Ambassador. After her orgasm, she finally realized with shame the enormity of what she had done just to get it. Fortunately she didn�t have too much time to think as she had to shower and dry her hair. This time Megan really helped her. She gave her a small strapless yellow cocktail dress along with a white thong, and a white bra that she told her belonged to her younger sister and was just her size 32-B, but had some padding that made her look bigger. She felt better dressed than any time in the recent past.� And she felt very well with the size that her breast seemed to be on the mirror, even when she tried to minimize the feeling as it contradicted her feminist principles.

�It is not the bust size, but the fact that I am finally decently dressed what makes me feel good.�, she thought.

The dress was god but it wouldn�t have been her choice. It was very form fitting and a bit too short, it came maybe 4 inches bellow her pussy, and when she was sit, it rode really high. It showed a lot cleavage and her shoulders where on display.� It also annoyed her that the dress had some ethnic frills that made it look more casual and less elegant, and finally the yellow color that she considered more suitable for Megan�s beautiful dark skin than her own white one.

Megan had also helped Lillian to style her hair, and she didn�t look as spectacular as in the photo shoot but it looked much better than her ponytail. She also helped her with discreet makeup that make her look like a student.�

When she arrived at the Ambassador, she paid to the cab with the money that Megan gave her. She bitted her lower lip nervously, this was a really expensive restaurant. She had heard it being mentioned a lot, but had never been inside, it was the kind of place that only rich people frequent.

She felt a hole in her stomach, she didn�t feel so confident to deal with these people or the restaurant manager right then, but she realized that it was indeed a really good chance, she definitely could make $200 or more of tips in a night there. If she did it right, she could even do this once a week to help her get afloat.

She walked in, decided to try to make the best impression.

She arrived to the office door that was a few feet away from the restaurant main entrance.� The door was closed, so she rang the bell, and waited.

A voice sounded thru the intercom

�Who is this?�

�I.. I am Lilly��, she hated herself for saying that, �why didn�t I say Lillian�, she scolded herself. �I� I come to see Mr. Bruce Taylor�� you know� for the waitress�. The waitress job�

She blushed, �since when did I become so idiot?�, she thought bitterly.

�OK. Come in Lilly, knock on the door at the end of the aisle�, A electronic noise followed the voice and she pushed the door, and walked nervously to the indicated door and knocked.

�Come in, have a sit�

She entered the office. It was a big one, it had a big desk and lounge,� Mr. Bruce was sat in an armchair and the other two applicants where sat in the elegant sofa , they looked relaxed. Lillian took her place in the other armchair, it was much lower than the sofa, and she could not sit as elegantly as the other girls.� First she tried to sit normally, but she sunk in the low armchair and she felt her skirt was ridding up more than decently acceptable, she fidgeted trying to pull her skirt down but it seemed impossible, so she ended sit on the edge of the armchair, she could not cross her legs there because it would compromise her equilibrium, so she simply put her knees together and tried to pull her dress down to avoid showing too much of her legs.

Lillian could not avoid to size her competition. They both were wearing elegant black cocktail dresses, that looked way more expensive than her own.� They looked sexy,� but in a� more sophisticated and conservative way.� The cleavages were tamer and the skirts were a few inches longer which helped them a lot, specially when they were sit.

�Let me introduce you , these are Patricia and Susan, Ladies this is Lilly�, said Bruce.

�Nice to meet you�, said Lillian meekly, regretting her own introduction, now she was Lilly while the other girls will be addressed in a more respectful way.

�Nice to meet you Lilly�, replied the pair, almost at the unison, in cheerful voices that spilled self confidence.

Bruce continued, �Thank you for being here ladies. As you know the Ambassador is the best restaurant in town�, it was probably an exaggeration, but it was surely among the four best.

�First let me tell you about the job. We have a very experimented crew of waiters that know our food and wines offerings to a great deal of detail, they take the orders and make recommendations to the customers. We also employ ladies like yourselves to serve drinks and occasionally deliver food to the tables. The main job of these ladies is to keep our customers glasses full. The shift is four hours and I pay them $8 per hour, but we have a generous clientele, our waitresses usually made $50 to $70 in tips per hour. As you know we accept temps, but we rather like people who will come regularly,� from one to ten times a month is ok, depending on your needs and availability, it is also ok, if you don�t commit to a particular schedule but help us covering when another woman could not come. �.

Patricia, who was a blonde with a short page boy haircut, and who looked really classy, was the first to talk.

�I have a question Mr. Taylor. Why do you hire specifically women?�

�Well, first of all because most of our experienced waiters are men, and secondly, to be frank, I won�t lie to you, it is because we know the visitors usually consume more and come back more frequently when they are� attended by beautiful young women. That is a fact, and I won�t deny it, but our clients, expect respectable, classy, educated women; women that could be friends of their daughters or of their young wives. That is why we look mainly for college students,� and even young graduates for this job. We believe it is a win-win situation for all the involved.

OK, now that you know the job, are you in?�

Patricia was again the first to answer, �Of course I am in, and I appreciate your honest reply.�

The other two nodded in agreement.

He started interviewing the three girls at the same time and Lillian learned that Patricia was a law student in her second year and Susan was on the verge of graduating with a management major. Lillian hesitated if she should say her real curriculum, but she remembered Megan�s call to Bruce and she realized that he would most probably believe that she was lying if she said so. So she reluctantly told what Megan had already said.

�I� I almost finished high school� and� I am currently working for Johnson  & Carter � �, she felt very embarrassed using that lame curriculum in front of these girls when she could be on pair of them if she used her real one. But her apprehension just made her statement worse, she looked like if even that was partially a lie.

Susan could not avoid to ask, �Oh, that is a big firm, I have a few friends working there and I hope they help me get a good job when I graduate. In what department do you work?�, she asked genuinely interested.

Lillian blushed, it was becoming embarrassing,� she could not say that she had worked in recruiting, because they only use interns and graduated personal, so she blurted

�I� work at the filling department in an important paperless project�, she then saw Bruce rise his eyebrow, so she realized he know the truth already, and she need to do something to avoid completely spoiling her chances.

�I mean I worked� I made a little mistake� and �. I am currently working in the janitorial department�, she said looking down.

�Oh, I see�, said Susan, not knowing what to say to comfort her.

�OK�, said Bruce cutting the awkward moment. �Please have these drink menus, read them so you feel familiar with the names of the beverages. You have 10 minutes while I do� some calls, when I get back, you will take my beverage order and we see how you do.�

Lillian started reading the menu, she felt very nervous. The other girls looked more at ease, and she could feel her glances from time to time. They were maybe thinking what was she doing there. She tried to convince herself that she would do great in the exercise, she would impress all of them. But her apprehension was not helping with the reading, the adrenalin was not helping her� concentrate and learn the names. When Bruce returned she was still reading the menu, moving her lips unconsciously. Bruce saw her and sighed.

�OK, Lilly. You come first. Stand here and take my order�.

He handed her a little notepad and a pen. She stood four feet from him and smiling said, �Do you want something to drink sir?�

�Yes girl, just get closer so you can hear me�, he said with a weird smile.

Lillian smiled nervously and got closer.

�I speak really low�, he said smiling again, and Lillian got even closer, she was now less than a couple of feet from him.

�That�s better, see?�, he said while putting his hand on the back of Lillian�s legs.

Lillian blushed but didn�t stop him.

�OK. I will have a cuba libre�, he said while his hand traveled slowly upwards and towards her inner tight.

Lillian nervously scribbled something in her notepad.

�And my friend will have a �Dessert Breeze��, he said while his hand was now practically touching the hem of her skirt, and was now mostly on her inner tight. She felt Bruce�s hand travel was stopped by the little space between her legs, and she instinctively parted them a little to accommodate his hand better. She was ashamed but she really needed the job, and she had done a lot of worse things lately to get her goals.

�My other friend will take a Smith and Kerns�

�OK�, she said shyly, �Would that be all?�, she asked in a low voice. His hand was now almost rising her skirt and the other girl�s eyes were like sauce platters.

�Yes girl�,� he said giving her a playful paddle in the bottom.

She returned to her place blushing, but she thought. �I bet that these girls won�t put thru that, so the job will be mine�, she felt some regret of gaining the position that way, but she really needed it.

Then Bruce called Patricia. She also stood around 4 feet from him, but when he asked her to come closer, she politely refused, and smiled saying, �Don�t worry I have a pretty good ear sir�.

�OK�, he said without insisting much, and said his order of three beverages. He repeated the same with Susan that just replied something similar.

�Then he asked each of them to read the beverages aloud. Patricia and Susan did it flawlessly while unfortunately Lillian could not read her shaky scribbles and as she didn�t knew the menu too well, and she was not much versed in alcoholic drinks, she ended saying, � a Cuban libro, a dessert breath, and a Smith and korns�.

Susan covered her mouth trying to hide her smile. She didn�t want to disrespect that girl, but the names she said were really funny.

�OK. Patricia and Susan, you did very well, you behaved professionally and managed a hard situation perfectly.� Our customers are classy, educated people, but from time to time we found some jerks among our clientele, so in order to keep the respect of all our clients,� we don�t allow anyone to be un-respectful to us. If a customer gets too pushy or misbehaves in any way, let me know it, or let Alfred the waiter�s captain know. He would know how to deal with him without making a scene.

Please report to Alfred right now, he will teach you all you need, and your shift will start in an hour. Just go thru this door and you will immediately see his desk�, the couple of girls smiled and thanked Bruce before leaving.

Lillian was blushing ashamed. It had been a test, and she had behaved like a complete slut, and worse she had lost her chance to get a decent job that would help her solve her current predicament and also could have been good to get her out of her current precarious economical position.

Bruce talked warmly, �I am sorry that you didn�t get the position Lilly, but you must understand that I gave you a fair chance, and you know Megan is my friend and I would like you to say her that I was fair.�

Lillian nodded silently.� Her mind was wondering, �What am I going to do? How can I get that money? I was so stupid�

She finally reunited her courage and talked.

�Mr. Taylor, please, could you give me another chance, I would do anything, I really, really need this job?�

�Well, you may try another time, maybe in a month�, he said politely.

�No� please sir� I really need it today� and�. �, she remembered his reaction when he was touching her tights and she could feel that he was desiring her, so she added, �and I am serious about� you know � doing anything�.

Bruce was worldly man, but still having this beautiful young girl insinuating him so openly and so shyly at the same time, aroused him.

He was having doubts, but he cleared his throat and said.

�If I help you with your problem, will you tell Megan? �Cause I don�t want her to know I was messing with one of her friends�

�No, of course not, I promise not to tell�, she said, finally having a glimpse of hope.

�Ok. I may have something for you, but you have to be serious about this�, he made a pause to confirm with Lillian. She nodded vigorously.

�OK, Put your dress over my desk and return by my side�,

She nervously complied. She couldn�t believe that she was behaving like a slut trying to get the opportunity that she throw away because she behaved like one.

While folding her dress, and wearing just her high heels and her underwear, she couldn�t avoid to think that her last few job related interviews had been in some state of undress. She shivered at the meaning. She would have wanted that to at least have bigger panties instead of the small thong that she was wearing.

Lillian blushed and returned to his side. Bruce was very aroused, he felt powerful. He had a couple of friends that owned clubs, clubs where strippers performed, and between drinks they had told him about how sometimes they made �special personal interviews� to the candidates. He of course never had done anything like that, his business was completely different, but somewhat he couldn�t resist Lillian�s offer to do anything. He decided that on contrary of his friends, he wouldn�t have many other chances, so he will take this one and make the most of it.

When she finally stood by his side, he said,

�Oh, I forgot. Put there your shoes too�

Lillian blushed, and returned to the desk and put her high heels over her dress in order to avoid that the soles could stain Mr. Taylor�s papers or desk. She returned meekly to his side. She felt even smaller and more humbled being barefoot.

�Ok Lilly,� Megan told me that you are good obeying orders�

Lillian merely nodded, she was too ashamed to talk.� She was looking at the floor unable to meet that man�s eyes.

�Well, show me your obedience. In the central drawer of my desk I have scissors. Find them and cut your cute bra into pieces�

Lillian blushed and walked to his desk. Nervously she looked for the scissors and when she found them she took a last look at Bruce, like begging for mercy, but she had none. He really wanted to know how far he could push that ager girl.

She sighed and took her bra off.� She was getting very aroused and she was ashamed that Bruce could notice it.

�Do it over the trashcan there.�, he said pointing to a trashcan that was exactly in front of the office door.

Lillian walked nervously toward the spot. She knew that the door was unlocked and she was afraid that somebody could enter any moment. What if somebody came in? What would they think of her? Surely that she was a complete slut, just a little bit shorter from a whore.

She hesitated once more. �Does the reward worth this degradation�, she thought. �No. This isn�t the time for cowering�, she told herself, �I already had done too much to save my thesis, it would be all in vain if I can get the money for the blackmailer, and I need this man help to get it. I have no choice, I have to do this�, she convinced herself.

She fumbled with� the bra clasp a few seconds until she could finally take the garment off. Bruce was ogling at her with satisfaction and with a sense of power.

�Very nice Lilly, you are smaller than I thought, but you look very nice anyway�

Lillian instinctively covered her breast, and could not avoid to think, �I wish I have bigger tits�, but then she scolded herself.

She took the scissors and tentatively aimed the blades at the center of her bra. She sighed, she was hopping that Megan would let her keep this one. She finally broke her own resistance and started cutting her bra into little pieces.

�Megan will be mad�, She shivered thinking what would Megan do to make her pay for this stupid bra.

��Hey! Your panties are already wet, you definitely are a slut! You better cut those panties too slut!�

Lillian slowly pulled her thong down, and then sighing, she started cutting them into little pieces. She wondered how it would be to wait tables on that very expensive restaurant without underwear. She was getting hornier and hornier.

�Fuck! I finally get to dress with underwear, and I destroy it myself�, she thought bitterly.

�Wow!, I had never seen a pussy so smoothly shaven. All my girlfriends leave at least a landing strip, a totally shaven pussy is somehow slutty, don�t you think?�

Lillian blushed, meekly nodding, while thinking that it was her look forever, her pussy hair would never grow back. She wondered if all her future lovers would realize that she was a slut just by seeing her denuded pussy.

She looked down to see her swollen pussy shinning with her juices. There was nothing to conceal, her aroused state was clearly visible to Bruce.� She felt ashamed, but it only made her hornier.

She was taken out of her stupor by Bruce�s voice.

�Put your clothes inside that file cabinet, close it and bring me the keys�

Lillian�s heart was pounding fast, she was loosing more and more control, and she still didn�t know what will she get from all that.

�Sir� about the job��, she said shyly, trying to negotiate before getting into a more compromising situation.

�Lilly, do what I told you, then come and kneel in front of me and we can talk then�

Lillian picked up her dress and shoes, walked to the file cabinet and put them inside the top drawer. She was getting too horny with all this humiliating tasks. She closed the drawer, pushed the button that locked the drawers and retired the key. She felt a hole in her stomach and was slightly trembling when Knelt before Bruce, she handed him the file cabinet key.

�I see that you are very obedient girl indeed�

Lillian was blushing, she was irremediably naked in this high class restaurant office, she didn�t have access to her clothes, and that made her feel nervous, vulnerable, and horny.

�Sir, about the job��,

Bruce immediately interrupted her.

�Yes I know, we�ll talk about your problem later. But I can�t think with this�, he said pointing at her very hard dick that was forming a tent pole in his pants.

�Maybe you can do something about it�

Lillian was visibly trembling now, she felt completely humiliated, after following all his orders, now he wanted her to take the initiative to further degrade herself. But she knew she had to do it, and she was practically dripping, so she reached for his fly and started unzipping it. She then took his cock out, it was pretty hard, but she thought it was a little on the small side. She surprised herself with that thought, now she knew a few cocks and was able to compare. She tried to shake that though off as she started licking Bruce�s cock.

He was in ecstasy, he found Lillian extremely attractive. As a matter of fact, if he would have met the old Lillian, he would probably have wanted to establish a serious relationship with her because she was physically his type and because he enjoyed the company of successful girls. Of course in spite of the physical attraction, he could not think of Lilly as more than a one night stand, or a plaything.

Lillian started expertly sucking and licking, swallowing and kissing. She was becoming quite the expert cock sucker,� she started to lightly touch her own pussy, but after just a few minutes, and� before she could get her orgasm, he came shooting semen deep in her throat,� Lillian thought that the amount of semen was well above average, probably Bruce hadn�t had an orgasm in some time. She tried to swallow it all to avoid making a mess of herself, but still she spilled a few drops on her chin and chest.

She felt an odd wave of accomplishment,� she was waiting for Bruce, to say something, but Bruce was just recovering from his great orgasm, when someone knocked at the door.

�Who is this?�, he said while cleaning his cock with a bunch of tissues, and making a gesture indicating Lillian to hide behind the sofa, which she did in record time.

�It�s me, Patricia, Mr. Alfred said he is out of contracts, and sent me to get a few forms from you, so Susan and me could be properly registered.�

Bruce was a bit nervous, this was far from his normally professional behavior. He didn�t want that girl to suspect anything, it could ruin his chances to keep the stream of college girls applying for waitresses, or it could attract the wrong candidates. He had to think fast, he decided that his best chance was to act naturally.

So seeing that Lillian was already hidden behind the sofa, he walked to the door and on his way he dropped the tissues in the trashcan, it had a lid, so the odor won�t be noticeable. He opened the door and said,

�Please come in Patricia. How is your training going?�, he said while walking towards his desk.

�Oh, just fine, Alfred is pretty good at his job, very professional and connoisseur , and a good teacher too�, she said, unfortunately for Bruce, she didn�t follow him to his desk as he expected, but remained standing in the middle of the office lounge.

Lillian was trembling; once again she was the naked slut hidden in an important man�s office, and that girl was really close.

�OK, let me look for those contracts, they must be somewhere in my desk�, he said, then signaling the chair across the desk he said, �It make take me awhile, why don�t you have a sit?�

To his horror, instead of approaching the desk, she sat on the sofa. She maybe misinterpreted his hand signal, as the sofa was also in the direction of her hand pointing. Bruce saw her, but didn�t want to grab her attention making her move to the chair. So he decided to try to find the contracts faster, he turned around to search in the credenza behind his desk, and he soon lost himself in the task at hand.

Patricia smelled semen,� and felt very curious,� seeing that Bruce was looking the other way, she could not resist to look behind the sofa. Her eyes meet Lillian�s to both girls surprise. Lillian was blushing red and Patricia saw semen dripping from Lillian�s chin and simply winked at the naked girl, while grinning wickedly. Lillian was sure that Patricia thought that it was all her idea, and that she seduced poor nervous Bruce, and not the other way around. After all she had known of countless girls that had been interviewed by him and he had always been a gentleman.

Patricia quickly sat again, she was pretty amused with the event. Just then Bruce turned around and said, �Here they are�

Patricia immediately stood up and approached Bruce�s desk. �Thanks Mr. Taylor�, and soon she was out of the office.

�OK. Lillian you may come out�

Lillian did it with shaking legs.

�That was a close one. Here take this keys and dress yourself immediately�

�Thanks sir�,�� She cleaned her chest and face the best she could with some tissues,� and dressed as fast as she could. She would have wanted a bathroom to wash herself before dressing, but she didn�t dare to ask for one, and she wanted to be dressed as soon as possible, just the memory of Patricia�s mocking face made her tremble.� She had looked at her with so much contempt, so much disdain, that she was still shocked. �I don�t know how am I going to work with her all the shift�.

�Ok. Sir, I am ready, should I report to Alfred now�

Bruce blurted, �No of course no, You can�t work here, you don�t have what it takes, and now it is even worse, you smell of sex�, he was still nervous,� he had just been� on the blink of getting caught, and probably ruining his reputation, so his answer came out completely unfiltered. He was now sexually satisfied, so he was no longer thinking with his dick, and wanted to put this risky situation behind him as soon as possible.

Lillian was crushed.

�But you said� you�

Bruce regretted� his harsh treatment to Lilly, but still he was convinced that he wanted her out of his restaurant as soon as possible. He hesitated, he tried to decide if he should simply give her the money that she needed, $200 or $300 wouldn�t be a problem for him, but he wasn�t keen to the idea of paying for sex, he would feel too low, after all he never had done that, his good looks and good economic position allowed him to get casual sex when he needed it. He also thought that� maybe even this slutty girl could feel insulted if he tried to pay her. He pondered his options and finally said.

�Don�t worry girl, I am not a scum. I will see what can I do to fix your problem. Let me make a phone call�

After exchanging some pleasantries, and a few laughs over the phone, Bruce went to the point.

��Yes Tim, I have a girl for you, she needs a high paying waitress job, Just for today, I know you can help me. She is very sexy, and I already interviewed her, if you know what I mean.�

Lillian blushed at the implication.

�Ok, I am sending her right now�

�That�s it Lilly. Tim will receive you at the Dark Horse tonight, I told him it is for the waitress job and nothing else, and he agreed that he won�t even interview you. I bet you can make the money you need.�

Lillian was shocked, the Dark Horse was a well known table dance club. It was expensive too.

�But� I am not��, she was stunned, although she realized that Bruce must think she was a total slut, specially after all that she had done since she arrived, but still it look like too much.

�I am not a stripper. I can�t work there�, she said with less conviction that she intended to, maybe because at the same time she was being invaded by the doubt that recently attacked her with more and more frequency. �Does he wrongly believes that I am slut, or does he know I AM?�

�Remember I told you it is for a waitress job only. And you should know that the Dark Horse has several rooms, the one you will be assigned to, is mostly a sports bar, where people hang around to see sport games, and exchange a few bets. The strippers work in a fully separated section, the patrons need to pay cover to go there, but the sport bar charges only the drinks and food.�

Lillian was still shocked, but was starting to consider the possibility.

�The uniform is sexy, of course, but you will look pretty good in it, and it is just a bit more daring than the way you are dressed��

�Here, take this for the cab�, he said giving her a 100 bill. She knew it was too much for the cab, but she was in no position to reject money, and he also had made her destroy her underwear.�

A few minutes later she was taking a cab.� She was still hesitating if she should tell the driver to take her home, or to that shameful club.� She regretted not having asked for the address of the Dark Horse.

�Where should I drive you ma�am?�, asked the driver politely.

Lillian blushed, and tried to decide fast, and after a few seconds of silence, she said meekly.

�To the Dark Horse club Please�.

�Employees Door?�, answered the driver.

Lillian blushed ashamed, �Is it that obvious?�, she thought. �He couldn�t know that I don�t have any underwear, well, maybe he can see my nipples, how I wish that they would stay put for once�

She nodded, and said an almost soundless �yes�� which the driver saw thru the rear mirror. He grinned, and ogled her from time to time thru the rear mirror, maybe imagining how would she look dressed in the skimpy waitress� outfit, or even naked. He wondered if she would be a stripper, but then he rejected the idea, the girl looked to shy. Still the smell, well, it told him another story, maybe she wasn�t that shy.

They arrived very soon, the club was not far from the Ambassador and was designed to take low class entertainment to high class men.� Lillian was paralyzed, she didn�t dare to step down the taxy. That place represented much of what she used to hate. Macho men exploiting women, and low class slutty women betraying their own gender, submitting to those humiliating jobs, reducing themselves to� just being meat to be ogled by those men that weren�t in the least interested in those women ideas.

The driver pulled her out of her thoughts,

�Ma�am, we are already here? Are you going to enter the place, or should I take you to another place?�

He saw that she was having second thoughts, and realized that it was maybe her first time there.

�No�, she said, �I will be out of your cab soon, just give me a couple of minutes�

The driver opened the glove compartment and pulled a little bottle, then he turned back and said to Lillian.

�Listen ma�am, this is probably none of my business, but you smell� you know. You may have this perfume, a passenger forgot it in my cab a few days ago. �, he was probably trying to be gallant.

Lillian took the bottle nervously. �Is it that obvious that I just had sex?�, she thought.

Now she wanted to leave the taxi, wanting to be away from that driver that knew what she had done. She quickly paid him and in a few minutes she was standing on the sidewalk alone. Nervously she looked around and when she was pretty sure that the driver was nowhere to be seen, she sprayed a few drops of perfume over her chest and face, trying to conceal the semen odor.

She coughed a little. The perfume was a cheap one, and she realized that the remedy could had been worse than the sickness.

She looked all around her, like waiting for a moment when nobody would notice that she entered that hateful place, and finally came inside Dark Horse�s office. She felt very nervous and self-conscious being in that seedy place. She felt that she would be immediately spotted,� somebody would immediately note that she didn�t belong there. But she passed the interview with Tim and was escorted to the locker room and nobody gave her a second glance.

She realized with sorrow that wearing just that form fitting dress with her nipples poking at it, and smelling of semen and cheap perfume, she� looked of lower class than most of the other waitresses that arrived to the locker room wearing jeans, t-shirts and of course underwear.

�Ok Lilly, Here is your uniform; I hope it fits you because we don�t have many spares. We usually don�t hire girls for just one day. So try it, to see how it looks�, said Karla, the waitress captain. A woman in her early thirties, that wore a somewhat daring business suit.

Lillian contemplated the uniform. It was made of very thin fabric and was just shorts and a very small blouse.

She took the small garments and looked around for a place to change more privately. She was ashamed that Karla and the other waitress could notice that she didn�t have underwear. But Karla interrupted her:

�We don�t have all day girl. Change here, this is no place for shy girls anyway�

Lillian blushed and took of her dress revealing her completely nude body.

�Well probably you�re not that shy�, said Karla amused seeing her lack of underwear, a couple of the girls in the locker room that noticed the scene laughed too.

She put the blue shorts first. It was a very tight fit, and she showed a more than obvious camel toe. She looked at Karla expecting for she to say that it was too small, but she only motioned her to continue. She put the yellow shirt then. It was a button up shirt, but it only barely covered her tits ending a couple of inches bellow them, and leaving all her flat stomach uncovered.� It only had a couple of buttons at the base of her tits that kept the shirt closed but showed a good amount of cleavage.

Her very erect nipples showed clearly thru the shear material.

�I think it is too tight�, she said shyly.

�Non sense�, said Karla while closing the locker with Lillian dress inside. Just then a fully dressed girl approached Karla

�Are you sure I may go?�

�Yes Sarah, Lilly here had agreed to cover your shift.� You may take the night free and go to that museum opening that you wanted so much�

Sarah was very happy, she turned to say to Lillian. �Thanks girl, I don�t know where did you come from, but you saved my life. This museum event could be my door to a new better job. I had tried all week to find a substitute, but nobody wanted, all of my friends considered the uniform too degrading. Heck, I consider it too degrading too, but I need the job, at least until I got a real one. Hopefully tonight it would all change�

She kissed Lillian on the cheek and left the locker room cheerfully.

Lillian was stunned,� but she didn�t have much time to think as Karla hurried her up, �I�ll give you the locker key at the end of your shift, now go to work�

She then walked inside the sport�s bar room. During her very short training she was told to attend 8 tables near the back end of the bar. She was not surprised, being the new one, she was given the tables farthest from the kitchen.

She walked to her area, she glanced to the other girls from time to time and realized that all of them were wearing bras, and their shorts didn�t look as tight as hers. That added to her insecurity.

�Looks like I am the sluttier among these sluts�, she thought bitterly.�

She looked at her clientele, they looked younger than she expected. They could be college kids. She hoped she didn�t find anybody she knew.

�Hey, are you a new mare?�, said one college man.

Lillian blushed, mare was the nickname of the �dark horse� waitresses, it only added to the degradation, but she answered as she was trained to.

�Yes stud, do you want something to drink?�, forcing a smile and feeling completely degraded.

�Probably, but first you need to come closer, my friends and I want to meet you�.

She walked meekly and stood very close to the student. �Ok, I will have a gin and tonic�, he said while slowly caressing Lillian�s tights. She turned nervously around, to see if the other girls were subject of similar treatment. She didn�t see any. So she took a couple of steps back.

�Hey little mare, don�t be shy. What�s your name?�

�I am Lilly�.

�Ok. Lilly, come closer so you can take the rest of our order�

�I can take it from here�, she said.

�No way. You need to be right here�, he said signaling a spot by her chair. Seeing her hesitate, he added, �Or should I tell Tim that you are giving a pretty shitty service to us?�

She blushed, she didn�t want to lose the job right then, and maybe being a little �open� would help her with the tips. She wanted to gather the money fast and leave the place as soon as she could.

She approached the student smiling shyly. And she restarted his caresses while she wrote down the order.

She went to the kitchen and returned with the beverages. She was giving each man his drink, and everyone was touching her skin as she did. Then she noticed one of the boys, he was whispering something to other. Then she realized he looked vaguely familiar. She felt a hole in her stomach, he was probably a student of her university.

She started attending the other tables, she was flirting a lot and letting everybody �casually� touched her. They were drinking heavily, expending a little fortune in their beverages, she considered that even with a classic 15% tip she could rapidly make the $150 that she was needing. She was also hoping that the customers, would show their appreciation with more than the 15%, after all no other waitress was behaving as slutty as she was.

She was getting hopeful that she could get her money fast, she had been working for around an hour, and even when she had not get tips yet, as no customer had asked for the check; She nonetheless calculated that when the current patrons leaved, in an hour or so at the most, she will collect enough money to be able to go back home.

She was finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel when something made her face lose its color.

Entering the place was no other than John Wallace, her very misogynist classmate, the one that proposed the stupid thesis topic that caused her so many nightmares, and that to add insult to injury, got her own serious topic of studying successful women all around the country.� She blushed with shame.

�No she could not see me here. Not like this. I had told him many times that no self-respecting woman would work in a place like this�,

She tried to hide, and wait to see where she was going to sit, but to her despair, he sat in one of her tables. The one with the student that she thought could be of her university.

�Shit! I can�t go back there�, she thought with desperation.

She walked carefully and managed to reach Karla�s office without being spotted by John.

�Ms. Karla� mm I have a problem� Could I change the tables I am tending�, she said.

�No girl. I can give you anything closer, the other girls would kill me�.

�Please ma�am, I really can�t wait on those tables, there is someone�.�, she said loosing her voice.

�There is always someone girl. Just swallow your pride, and tend him, maybe he even give you a generous tip�

Lillian blushed imagining just that. No it was too much. She couldn�t do that.

�Please ma�am, I really can�t do it.�

Karla saw that she was about to break, �oh no�, she thought. �If this girl freaks out and goes, I will have to cover her, and I really don�t want that. I hate that uniform. Think something Karla�.

Then she came with a solution.

�OK, there is a waitress in the other room of the club, she have a little rash, and she wanted to work in this room for today, if you want I can arrange the exchange, but in the stripper area, the waitress go topless�

Lillian was pale, her three alternatives where to serve John, work topless, or leave empty handed.

She said, �No Karla, I would rather leave, please give me my dress and I�ll go�, she was defeated, she didn�t get the money, but at least she would save a little bit of her proud.

Karla saw not much conviction on Lillian�s answer and she didn�t want her to go, so she said. �No girl, you have committed to work here to the end of the shift, I can�t make Sarah get back, you created a problem where I didn�t have it. You need to respect your own word. I won�t give your clothes back until you finish your shift, so get back to work�.

Lillian was stunned by her answer. She was walking to the office door that leaded to the sports bar when she realized that she rather liked to wait tables for strangers being topless, than wait John Wallace table dressed as a slut as she was, even when her tits where covered.

�Ma�am, about waiting for the other area. I think I rather do that�.

Karla smiled with triumph.

�Ok, go to the locker room�, she started her march, but before she reached the office door, Karla said.

�Lilly wait. �There will be no more changes, no matter what. We all have work to do, this is not a game�

She nodded and went to the locker room and a few minutes later another girl entered. She was topless and her tits looked a little red indeed. She put on a white bra and then said.

�Thank you for doing this girl. My tits are a little swollen right now, and it hurts. I really need the support of the bra. Just give me your blouse please��

With trembling hands she took off the blouse and watched mesmerized the other girl putting it, leaving Lillian irremediably topless until the end of her shift.

�Karla said that we must swap tips to simplify things. I was waiting just one table, but new customers just arrived.�

Lillian was speechless, just like that the girl stole her the proceeds of one very successful work hour and she was again left with nothing. All the flirting, all the touching that she allowed for nothing.

�And Lilly, one more thing. The job there is pretty similar than here, the only rule is that when you are waiting to be called to a table, your hands must be on your back, and you should be smiling. Right?�

She nodded.

�Ok, you may reach the room thru this door. Go when you feel ready, but don�t take too long�

When she was alone , she looked at her image on the mirror.� She practiced the pose with her hands behind he back and a smile plastered on her face. She had never seen anything so slutty. She noticed however that a small wet spot was noticeable on her shorts.

She walked to the door nervously. Her day had been a continuous downward spiral.� She had begun as an waitress aspirant for the Ambassador, then she fell to being a degradingly dressed waitress for the Dark Horse sports bar, and now she was about to begin her shift as a topless waitress for the Dark Horse stripping club.

She opened the door and searched for her tables, that were again the farthest from the bar. Only one was occupied, probably the patrons that the other girl attended already left. She hoped they had leaved a good tip, but she could not find anything.

She walked to the only table occupied by a couple of young men, maybe in their twenties. They were casual but expensively dressed, and she could not avoid to feel envy. They certainly didn�t look much older than she, but they were already making some good money that allow them to go out to an expensive place like that, while she was so broke that she had to work there.

She reunited her courage and said,

�I am Lilly, I will waiting for your table from now on. Do you want something to drink?�

She was delivering their drinks as a couple of gentlemen sat at other of her tables. On the corner of her eye, she saw that one of them was as young as the men that she was serving, and the other was probably older because she could see some gray on the back of his hair. Once she finished serving them drinks she marched to the new table, and stopped on her tracks.

The gentleman with the salt and pepper hair was Mr. Palmer! She froze, she didn�t know what to do, but then realized that he had already seen her in worst situations, and it was still better to deal with him than with John Wallace.

�Hi Lilly, I didn�t know you worked here�

�Hi sir�, she said meekly, �I.. I just started today�

�I see. You surely are making some great career choices�, he said with sarcasm, � but, well, the uniform fits you perfectly. It surely goes with your personality�

She blushed humiliated, she didn�t dare to face the young man, she felt paralyzed for a moment but then she broke the awkwardness by saying.

�What would you like to drink sir?�

�Bring me a martini�

�And what about you sir�

The other man, stammered a little, he was not used to see a beautiful and almost naked� girl tending him. Still he wanted to look brave in front of Mr. Palmer.

�I.. I would want a Tequila� please� �, he was looking all over her, and then she realized that he was not only ogling at her, but looking for a name tag.

�Lilly�, she said, trying to stop his glances.

�Yes Lilly�

�I�ll be right back�

When she returned with the beverages, the young man had gone to the bathroom. And Mr. Palmer was feeling very powerful contemplating Lilly�s descent. He could clearly remember the well dressed, cocky feminist student that he interviewed for an internship a few months ago, and to see her now as a topless waitress was just too delightful for him. He imagined with satisfaction that his bossy and successful ex-wife could have ended like Lilly if only he had pushed her down when he could. Well he was getting his revenge on Lilly, saving a future Mr. Palmer of the suffering that he had endured.

�Lilly�, he said, �look, you were my intent of a great intern, but you know what happened. We are now on the process of integrating the best interns to our real teams, and I need your help�

For a moment Lillian felt hope, so she nodded.

�Listen. I brought Sam here, and another intern is about to come. They currently work for Bob on of my rivals, but I expect to impress them today, and steal them from Bob. And you are going to help me. You will obey anything I say, otherwise I will tell Ms. Barbara everything about you, and show her your photos here. I don�t know if it would cause you a problem with your scholarship, but it would certainly lead to an interesting conversation with Ms. Barbara.�

He showed his cell phone which portrayed a photo of herself. Her birthmark on her left tit was clearly visible, if Ms. Barbara saw it, she could relate it to the other photos.

�No Please Mr. Palmer, I�ll do anything you say�

�Ok. Sam is getting back. Sit on my lap, and keep smiling�

She complied, and Mr. Palmer started talking with the intern, that she learned was Sam Richards. They were talking about sports, while Mr. Palmer slowly caressed Lillian�s tights and stomach. She felt stupid smiling in a position like that. She was being mostly ignored, treated like an object.

The patrons at the other table called her. She was about to stand up when Mr. Palmer said to Lillian�s ear, �Go, but tell them that you are busy now, and ask them if they can change to another table�.

She tried to fight. She will depend entirely on Mr. Palmer tip if she tell her other patrons to leave.

�Sir, I am not allowed to do that, my boss would get angry�, she said on his ear.

He smiled broadly and said, �Don�t worry girl, Tim wouldn�t give you any trouble. I am a good customer here, and I bring them a lot of business. So go now and tell them�

She stood up and walked to them and said. �I am sorry gentlemen, but I can�t serve you anymore, could you change to that table please?�

But they got angered and said, �Now it seems that we need to beg to be tended. First the girl with the red tits leaved, and now you. I say enough, let�s go out of here. I�ll pay on the cash register, don�t bother looking for your tip bitch.�, and off they marched.

She returned shaking to Mr. Palmer table. The men they were waiting for had just arrived. He was still standing and was shaking Mr. Palmer�s hand while apologizing. �

�Sorry to be late sir, but I found some friends in the sports bar, and they are really important contacts that I need to nourish. Two of them are heirs of big entrepreneurs, and networking with them could pay in the future�. �

Lillian could not see his face, but listening his voice she felt the color leaving her face.� It was John Wallace!

When their sights crossed, he was as stunned as she was. Just then Mr. Palmer pulled her to his lap, and continued his caresses. She was speechless.� She tried to avoid eye contact with John that had recovered from his shock and was now openly grinning.

�This can�t be happening, this must be a nightmare�, she thought with despair.

At some point when Mr. Palmer was lost in a discussion about the Yankees, John managed to wink at Lillian. She shivered with shame, any hope of haven�t been recognized was totally crushed. He used his phone camera to take a couple of photos of her topless and sitting on Mr. Palmer�s lap.

Just then Mr. Palmer said, �I have to make a phone call, any of you want to offer this girl a sit, he said winking at them�

John immediately took the initiative and said, �Sit here Lilly� pointing at his right leg. She blushed but complied. Sam was intrigued, he didn�t remember Lilly saying her name after John� arrival.

She took advantage of the moment to say in his ear, �Please John, don�t tell anybody. I am only working here for today, It is a long story�

He was pretty amused and said in her ear, �don�t worry girl, I won�t brag about this, I will only tell the student council and maybe Ms. Barbara; I consider it my duty as a good student to tell them, specially as there is that college ordinance that you supported so much, that if somebody was caught doing anything that discredited the rest of the students, that person should be judged for expulsion.�

Lillian shivered, she was pretty sure she could avoid expulsion but her reputation will be ruined, and if Ms. Barbara got to see the photos with her birthmark, she could be charged with academic fraud, and that would really be a problem.

She begged, �No please John, you know it would ruin me, please�, she said.

�Ok, If I let my morals aside, what would you do for me?�

�Anything��, she whispered.

�Perfect�, he said, �it�s a deal�, and he erased the photos in his phone.

�Smile�, he said in her ear, and she nervously complied.

When Mr. Palmer returned, he found Lilly sit on John�s lap, smiling shyly while he caressed her in a much more sexual way, touching her tits a lot. In spite of her shame, she was becoming more and more aroused. Her nipples were very hard by then.

He was also messing with her hair, and she was looking wilder by the minute. When he sensed that Lillian was getting too horny, he said.

�Hey, I want a Scotch, what about you sir?�

�I�ll have another Martini�, said Mr. Palmer

�I could have another Tequila shoot�, said Sam.

Lillian stood up and was about to leave, when John said, �Lilly, can you do me a favor. See I really like barefoot girls, can you leave your shoes here?�, then he looked at her, she understood that it wasn�t a question.

She took off her shoes, and Mr. Palmer looked at her amused, he liked the way John thought, and seem to have some leadership and boldness. He was pretty sure that they could form a good team.

When she arrived at the kitchen barefoot, there was Tim looking for her. He scolded her,

�What is happening Lilly? Some customers complained of your service, and they said that you were sitting on a man�s lap. That is forbidden girl, and what the hell are you doing barefoot?�

�Sorry sir�, she said meekly, �Mr. Palmer told me it wouldn�t be a problem with you if I attended only his table�. And sit on his lap�

He smiled amused, �the bastard! Well Ok, tend only his table, and I don�t want a single complain from him, he is a very good client, and if you are willing to let that son of bitch touch you, it is certainly no problem with me�, he was openly smiling now. The chance to get along with Mr. Palmer was definitely good for his business.

He returned to their table along with Lillian. �Gentlemen. I am assigning Lilly exclusively to your table�, he said trying to look in control.

�She will do her best effort to have you happy, if she doesn�t, simply don�t tip her, that would be more than enough punishment�.

�Thanks Tim�, said Mr. Palmer, �I am sure she will do her best�, he added while winking at Lillian that just nodded blushing.

Lillian was then pulled again, this time to Sam�s lap. He didn�t want to be left out, or look shyer than his companions, but was nonetheless tamer than either Mr. Palmer or John Wallace. Still he begun a game that probed troublesome at the end. He started sharing his beverage with her, giving her to drink directly in her mouth, so she didn�t have control of the amount she was ingesting, at the end she drank probably more than half the shoot.

Soon it was time again to fill their glasses. So she was sent to fetch them, when she returned she sat on Mr. Palmer�s lap, trying to avoid John�s sexual touches. Mr. Palmer feed her most of his martini, and then handed her to John, who did the same with his Scotch. Lillian was getting very ditzy.�

�I need some food, why don�t you get us some snacks Lilly�.

She stood up, a little unsteady at first, but quickly recover her equilibrium. Mr. Palmer was pretty amused and wanted to show his power again, so he said,

�Why don�t you leave your shorts here Lilly, you may go fetch us some snacks in your panties, Tim won�t mind�

Lillian blushed, she approached Mr. Palmer and said to his ear, �Mr. Palmer, I can�t do that, I have no panties�, her speech was a little slurred.

Mr. Palmer talked loud, �Lilly says that she rather go naked, well, I don�t think Tim would mind�

She blushed and seeing no way out she pulled her shorts down revealing her bald pussy and her perfect ass.

Sam and John could not avoid to hoot, she simply looked fantastic naked. Lillian felt embarrassed and flattered at the same time.

She then walked to the kitchen where she was received by Tim who was stunned by the girl boldness. He sent her back with the snacks.

And soon she was again in Mr. Palmer�s lap. �It is time that we start talking some business�, he said while slowly caressing Lilly�s tits and completely grabbing his little audience attention.

�I am trying to build a more aggressive team, a team that won�t stop till we get to the very top of this company. I plan to win the promotion for regional manager, and I am looking for people that dares to go all the way to the top. I have a reliable staff right now, but I am stagnated, I need fresh blood to change things.

What do I promise you? I certainly can�t offer you a better initial offer than Bob, but I have the right strategy and can offer you three things: Hard work,� fast growth, and in a short time lots of money and Power. What will you get if you stay with Bob, well I can bet you will get a safe career path, a boring job, with a slow personal growth, if you are lucky in 15 or 20 years you could get a position at Bob�s level. I we do it right, one of you could be at my position in as soon as 3 years�

He started caressing Lillian�s pussy. He was no fool at all, and even that was deliberated to help his cause. He knew that if he stole Bob�s star interns by bettering his offer, he will scream foul and Mr. Palmer will be in a very bad position in front of the high management. But if he stole them based on his leadership, it would be the other way around, the one looking bad would be Bob.

He knew that increasing those men level of testosterone �would leave them a lot more prone to take riskier decisions in a more impulsive way. That is why he brought them to a strip club to discuss the job opportunity.

John and Sam were mesmerized, they were lost in the sexiness of the scene, and they were getting also seduced by that man�s call to greatness and power. They could clearly see Mr. Palmer�s power. He was playing that nude girl like an instrument. John could not avoid to think that he was able to do the same only because he was blackmailing Lilly and probably because Mr. Palmers overwhelming personality was also pushing her to comply with him.

�What do you think gentlemen? Do you have what it takes to climb along with me to the top of this company, or you rather prefer to wait in line for eons while occupying boring jobs like countless drones all over the company?�

They both nodded mesmerized.

�I want to hear your voice. Lilly go with Sam please�

Lilly complied, she was getting very horny, Mr. Palmer had been rubbing her nude pussy for several minutes by then. They started discussing business and strategies, while she listened completely confused by the arousal and the alcohol. She was passed from lap to lap, always on the one that was speaking, and always she was being roughly fondled. No part of her nude body was spared of their lustful touch.

From time to time they asked her questions, like inviting her to the conversation, but she didn�t answered right, not even the simpler ones.� It was probably her nervousness, the arousal or the alcohol, but she was feeling more and more insecure by the minute. �Maybe I am not cut to work in an office�, she thought bitterly.

The next time John asked her something, she simply smiled and caressed his hair avoiding to answer him. When she pushed for an answer she didn�t know what to say but she was tired of making a fool of herself, so she said, �I don�t know a thing about recruitment or businesses, so please don�t include me in your conversation, that is a men�s talk you know, I am just a girl�. She regretted her choice of words, but Mr. Palmer and John seemed elated.

They continued their talk for a few minutes, just this time Lillian�s hands were reciprocating their caresses. At the end they were all filled with enthusiasm for their project and very horny.

Soon Mr. Palmer produced a couple of contracts which the young pair rapidly and cheerfully signed. At the end there was a lot of hi fives.

While they were signing, Lillian sensed that probably the meeting was about to end, so she approached Mr. Palmer and said in his ear. �Mr. Palmer, please be generous with your tip, I would have earned at least $200 if I would have the chance to tend several tables.�

�Don�t worry Lilly,� but you got us all horny, it is not fair if you let us with blue balls you know. Tim doesn�t allow sex inside his business, but you can suck the three of us in the fire stairways, and the tip is yours�

She was too drunk, too horny and too weak to fight, so she merely nodded. Sam was the first to take the naked girl to the fire stairways. He wanted to show initiative and impress the other two that seemed to be bolder than him.

It was dark but she could hear cars and people passing below them.� Their place wasn�t so far from the ground, it was just a third floor. She shivered, she was completely naked in a public place and she was about to suck the dick of that man that she had just met, and that should had been her equal, but was now miles above her in so many aspects.

She knelt before him, and after taking his dick out of his fly, she started doing her magic with her hands behind her back. He was stunned, he had never seen a girl so slutty, and so submissive.

�You really have a talent for this girl�, he said, really enjoying the blow job.

She didn�t say anything, she just sucked and licked while furiously pumping three fingers inside her own pussy. She had been teased for so much time, she came just before him, who came in her mouth. She was turning quite the expert at swallowing, still she was not perfect yet, as a few drops felt to her tits.

Her orgasm should have helped her to come to her senses, but she was in a daze, and still horny. So when John Wallace arrived for his turn, she was still on her knees.

John needed to use all of his self-control. The girl that during the last three years had so openly despised him for being a misogynist, was knelt naked, with dirt streaks all over her body, and a suspicious stain on her left tit; and most of all was ready to serve his dick.

He pulled it out of his fly in no time, he was of course already hard. After just a little hesitation she started sucking. She could not believe that she had debased herself to such low levels, to be naked, and dirty sucking her fully clothed classmate. And not any classmate, no he was John Wallace, one of the persons that she hated the most, because he represented the worst kind of male chauvinist. It was probably the most humiliating situation she had lived. But what made her feel worst was that she really longed to do it; she was just too horny.

After a few licks and sucks, in which Lillian showed herself much more eager than she would have wanted.� Still she managed to show some self-control �stopping her masturbation because she believed that stopping her incoming orgasm would be a little victory. She didn�t want John to have the satisfaction of seeing her come after that degrading treatment.

�John pulled out, he was really on the edge and there was something more that he wanted to do.

He said, �Don�t worry Lilly, your secret is safe with me,� but you promised to do anything, and I want just one more little thing. I want to fuck you doggy style, so get on your hands and knees�

She complied blushing, and soon he was penetrating her from behind. He was fucking her pussy, with very long strokes, almost pulling her dick completely out before sinking it back until his balls touched her buttocks. He was in ecstasy. She on the other side had never felt so humiliated. She considered doggy style the most un-equal of sexual positions, one that no self respecting woman should accept. And now she was doing it, and in the most unequal way possible. With she naked, and dirty in a public place, while her partner, or should she say her user, was fully dressed, and had just pulled his pants down enough to fuck her.

She sensed that John wouldn�t last much, but she also felt that her own climax, a very big one was approaching her like an unstoppable avalanche. A few minutes later John�s self-control finally won the match, and Lillian came, she could not avoid to emit some high pitch little moans as her back arched and her pussy clinched spasmodically, practically milking John�s cock, who couldn�t resist anymore and filled Lillian�s pussy with his seed.

He pulled his zipper up and said, �You are a good fuck Lilly,� I� hope to see you here often�.

Lillian just thought, �I won�t return here in a million years�

And then he left. Lillian could not avoid to think how used she felt, and how far from the concept� of love making was all that session. She felt completely ashamed and degraded; she had been reduced to a cum-receptacle, a toy to use, with absolutely no love, no kisses or hugs, nothing human involved in the session, and she had shamefully responded with an earthshattering, animalistic orgasm.

She was beginning to stand up to return to the bar when Mr. Palmer exited the bar to the fire stairway.

�My oh my Lilly! You are full of surprises, but let me tell you that this time, you were finally useful�.

�Ok. Lilly, on your knees. My dick really missed your� mouth�

She felt humiliated to be treated like a low class whore, but she wanted that to end, so she started licking and sucking, with little enthusiasm at first, but then wanting to end it soon, she started to put all her soul on it. She was also touching her pussy, her fingers soon were coated with her own juices and John�s semen.

�I deserve some pleasure for myself,� I need something positive, something good to be able to cop with all this degradation�,� she thought while her own climax was slowly building.

He was high on his triumph� and he felt very powerful right then, not to mention that his testosterone levels were at a very high peak. He felt young and aggressive, and it felt really good.

�Lilly, I want to fuck you�

Lillian wanted to avoid that, she wanted to make him come with her mouth and get out of there. �Sir, I don�t think it is a good idea, John already came in me,� I am already dripping.�

Mr. Palmer felt a little bit disappointed. �You are right Lilly, I don�t like sloppy seconds.�, then on a second thought he added.

�So I will use your asshole, so turn around, and stay on your hands and knees�

Lillian blushed, �Sir, please, I have never had nothing there, please, we can fuck any day at the office, I will be clean�

�Turn around, or should I� �, said Mr. Palmer who felt more powerful and aggressive than ever.

He didn�t even need to complete his threat. Lillian spited and licked his lick a couple of times trying to lubricate it as much as she could, and then assumed once again the humiliating position on her hands and knees.

Mr. Palmer then started trying to penetrate her. To his merit he tried to be gentle, and fortunately his dick was harder than ever because the little hole was really tight, it took him probably four minutes and a lot of spit to finally get inside her anus. He then started pumping slowly, but even that was painful for Lillian.

She needed something to bear the pain and the humiliation, so she lowered her face to the metallic floor, making a dirt streak on her left cheek , and extended her right hand to furiously rub her pussy, while Mr. Palmer was increasing the pace.

As the pain grew with Mr. Palmer now not so gentle long strokes, she tried to compensate it sending waves of pleasure by expertly rubbing her clit and alternating it with the insertion of several fingers in her overworked pussy.

At some point her brain was overwhelmed with so many sensations to process, but in the end the pleasurable ones dominated and she came a very humiliating orgasm, while being treated like an object by a man that despised her. Mr. Palmer orgasm followed it fast.