Morrigan

The door opens, and the woman standing there catches you completely by suprise. The creature that stands before you is a goddess of beauty, maybe 25 but the height and body of a supermodel. Her angular features are complemented by her flowing and curled fiery red hair, all above a latex outfit that could be either on a runway or in a sex dungeon. The latex clings to her natural hour glass frame so tightly you aren’t convinced it isn’t body paint, her white latex bra matching the black shorts and long thigh high boots. She coughs once to get your attention away from her body and back up to her startiling emerald eyes. “Ahh you must be Sam! I’m Morrigan, the head bartender.” She sticks out his hand and shakes yours, slightly over squeezing as she stares you down in a way that looks friendly but feels little more than a predator staring down their prey.

“Come on in out of the cold, and we will go over your duties and pay.” Huh guess that means you are hired. You keep wondering why you haven’t heard of this bar, or seen such a beauty before as you follow her in. As you step in you break your gaze from her mesmerizing ass and take a look around the bar. It is surprisingly large and deep, with the main level being a black concrete and other levels filled with various themes. It also seems that there are a number of large rooms as off shoots, with smaller bars inside. The main bar top itself is on a platform on the left with an impressive choice of liquors behind it. There looks to be one main wooden stage opposite the bar with stairs on either side going up to a balcony level. The area in front of the stage is cleared out, either as a dance floor or something else. Hanging above the dance floor at the balcony level is three different human size cages, maybe for go go dancers or just bar patron.

You can’t see much more of bar as you sit at the bar top with Morrigan. She begins “So, it’s been a while since we got a no limit employee, and that means you will have a lot of opportunities. You’ll make fifteen dollars an hour base, but the more risqué the station you man the better tips you’ll get. Understand?”

“Yea that seems good” you say enthusiastically. Fifteen dollars an hour is great, especially plus the tip.

“Good. So you’ll get to meet the owner at some point, but when she isn’t I run the place and assign the stations. As you get more experience you’ll get some say in where you are stationed each night, but as a new hire we will throw you in the deep end, and already have your outfit ready. You look pretty young so I’m guessing you haven’t done this sort of thing before have you?”

At this point you are starting to get a little nervous and suspicious, even as you are distracted from Morrigan’s Hot body. You decide to ask the question “um... what sort of thing?”

“Why aren’t you precious!” She laughs, and you are reminded of a child being laughed at by an adult. “This is a Femdom bar, so cute boys like you are hired to be a mix of eye candy to our female clients, as well as playthings. Look, I know you are nervous, but I have a knack for knowing the right boys to hire and you are going to love this. Now let’s get you ready.”