Ellie, a run-down gas station cum dump

The early mornings were the worst.

Between 5:00 and 7:00 on her morning shifts, Ellie saw next to no patrons. Being a gas station cum dump was a rewarding job -- make no mistake -- but she couldn't help but feel irritated sitting there on her knees, holding her tits up, making a perfect o with her mouth an hour straight for absolutely no one.

If she was lucky, she might get one patron during this time -- but that was rare. Usually, she'd have to just stare ahead, her only relief from the sheer boredom being her own thoughts and hope that payday was approaching (she didn't have a calendar in there, so she had to guess what day it was).

Thankfully, this morning broke monotony just a little bit. The door to her bathroom swung open, and a man she instantly recognized as her boss walked in. Immediately, she sprung into action, wiggling herself in a way she best knew would turn him on.

"Good morning, master!" She didn't actually know his real name, he just insisted she call him that. "Would you care for a blowjob?"

Her boss scoffed at her. "Like I'd want to put my dick anywhere near you, dirty whore."

She beamed. He was very creative in his compliments, but she knew it just meant he was proud of how good a job she was doing. "Understood, master! Thank you, master!"

The boss walked right past her towards the (ceramic) toilet and began to pee, so she assumed standard position once more. She had to make sure she was putting on her best effort when in front of her boss!

Thankfully, it didn't seem like he minded her presence too much this time. Once he finished washing his hands and approached the exit, her curiosity got the better of her.

"Master, sir, how long until payday?"

He stopped, scowled at her, and replied sharply, "Five more days until your first paycheck. Stop complaining."

"Yes master! No more complaining! Thank you master!"

And then he left the room. Mild confusion crossed her face -- didn't he say three days left last time she asked? -- but she figures she must have just been misunderstood last time. Five days! She felt so close, and yet so far.