A need to be Ad-dressed

As Leah allowed Karen Neil to lead her to the back of the store, questions bubbled up in her throat, though she was unable to bring herself to ask any of them.

The blonde stopped walking, and it took the manager several seconds to process that they had arrived at the dressing rooms. All three doors were closed, and the open area in front of them was devoid of people, either customers or employees.

"Well?" Karen's expression was neutral, and her voice firm. "It seems quite unprofessional for these rooms to be left inaccessible like this."

Leah didn't say anything, but stepped forward and put her ear to the nearest door. The rooms were all soundproofed, but she could hear the faint noises of people enjoying themselves inside. Was... was that Kristina? The voices were faint, and none of them were saying anything especially coherent...

--

"Are you ready to unh-apologize?" The customer hadn't stopped hissing into Kristina's ear since dragging her into the room; while she'd been busy with her initial defeat, another blonde had fished the dressing room keys out of the pocket of her discarded pants, unleashing a half-dozen hung blondes with no care for the customers already using the rooms to change.

Kristina herself had been dragged into the nearest one, still being fucked up the ass; her tormentor had come inside once, then simply kept going, apparently without the need for a refractory period. Her own erection had spurted violently over her own legs and then gone limp.

On the other side of the small room its previous occupant was trembling in the corner. A tiny asian woman, at most four foot six and approaching middle age, she'd obeyed the instructions of the invading blondes with a look of terror on her face, unbuckling and lowering her pants and hesitantly starting to masturbate her own cock, a surprisingly large one for both her height and the stereotypes associated with her ethnicity, though still smaller than Kristina, let alone those of the invaders. The poor thing kept glancing between Kristina, her assaulter, and the two blondes that had accompanied them into the room, frightened tears starting to bead in the corners of her eyes.

Neither of the other two were as well endowed as the cock still thrusting in and out of Kristina's ass, but they were both still bigger than her, each one fifteen or sixteen inches long. Both had stripped naked, and so far had been content to masturbate alongside the asian woman - though Kristina thought that was-

Light flashed in front of her eyes, and it was a moment before she could struggle back to full consciousness. One of the additional blondes had moved closer to her, and her work shirt had been lifted up to expose her bare breasts. A hand wrapped around Kristina's limp cock, and she tried to struggle, but the blonde still buried inside her ass simply wiggled her own erection mid-thrust, and the resulting sensations nearly made the employee's legs give out, a long stream of white oozing from the tip of her flaccid, shrunken member.

She looked around the room again, blearily. Had the other blonde been standing so close to the asian woman before, or-

The first of the two other blondes took another step forward and swung her erection toward Kristina's face. Obligingly, the original blonde pushed her victim's head down toward the new arrival. She tried to protest, but all she accomplished was opening her mouth in welcome, and the new cock began fucking her face.

Everything seemed fuzzy, especially now that one of the cocks was blocking her airway. One of the blondes was saying something, but she couldn't make it out. What had... what had she meant to do again?

--

Leah frowned. None of the doors had provided her with any information, and by the time she got to the third one Karen Neil had started to slowly tap her foot against the floor.

She turned back to the customer, tamping down her worries, and tried to appear unconcerned. "I'm sorry for the trouble, I'll be right back."

Karen's foot stopped tapping, one delicate eyebrow arching upwards instead. "Are you about to abandon a customer?"

"Yes," Leah managed to restrain herself from saying. "I simply need to fetch the spare keys, and redistribute a few of my staff to more effectively manage the situation. I'll just be a moment." She explained instead.

"And why should I not accompany you, since you haven't so far successfully helped me?" asked Karen leadingly.

Uncomfortably aware of the blonde's greater height, the manager nonetheless tried to draw herself up. "I'm afraid customers aren't allowed into the back area of the store. Corporate policy." She justified.

"That sounds like quite the restrictive policy." A small, mean smile played over Karen's face. "You've really never had a customer penetrate your back area?"

The redhead's cock twitched in her pants as a phantom fingernail seemed to glance against her prostate. Her face nearly as red as her hair, Leah ignored Karen Neil and turned away from her, starting to head to the back.

She was loathe to close the donation area on such short notice, and she knew the customers would be even less happy, but they were being overwhelmed out here, god damn it! She needed Kady and Melanie out here on the floor more than she needed whatever donations might be delivered in what little was left of the day.