Position of Power

"John, my office please." Stacy's tone wasn't angry, just flat. I followed her to her office and closed the door behind me. "Matterson quit."

Duke Matterson was the sort of trainer and floor manager of the restaurant. Stacy was the owner. Well, her dad was the owner but she basically did everything.

"Uh, okay? So are you gonna move someone up?" I asked innocently. She didn't like me enough to choose me for sure. She made that clear.

"Don't kid yourself, Kenway. I got plenty of people here who are way better qualified. We got a new trainee today, Amy, and I want you to walk her through everything. If you do well, maybe I can think about making you the new floor manager. Now get to it." She shooed me out of her office and I looked around the back area for my protégé.

I saw a petite little brunette girl waiting out in the dining area. She had like a non branded polo on but I assumed she was still the new girl. "Amy?"

"Oh hello! Yeah, that's me." She stood up, she had braces and a nice little smile. "Nice to meet you..."

"John, Kenway. How old are you Amy?" I asked casually.

"I turned 18 last week."

"Oh happy birthday." I said warmly. "Do you go to Wilson?"

"No, I go to Bradbury. Yeah, so what are we doing here today? I've never really....done this before."

"Oh, super easy. Let me show you around."

I gave her a tour of the place, showed her the process of getting an order out, and I let her handle a few customers at the counter. She seemed okay, it's not like it's rocket science to serve up food. I decided to take a hands off approach, and after showing her a few orders, I let her try a few on her own. She fell apart almost immediately.

"Okay, get the drink. Yep that's right. Now the receipt. Good, okay." I was struggling to keep her together. I kept trying to remind her of the order of operations but she kept switching it up. It was about an hour in when I noticed Stacy was folding her arms. "Trying my best." I said with annoyance.

"Be better. Look! She didn't even wipe down the grill just now. She needs to learn that's not okay."

"Right, Amy! Look at this grill." I tried to start when Stacy spoke up again.

"If she's gonna learn anything, she needs to be punished." The words cut through my soul like warm butter. Punished? I looked back at her and she smiled and nodded. My heart was racing.

"Amy, come here." She got up from the grill and came back to me and stood in front of me. I took a breath and continued. "You didn't clean the grill, you left the receipt just out on the counter, and you didn't get the drink right. Put your hands on the counter." I pointed and she swallowed and shook her head.

"Please, I'll...I'll remember. I just..."

"Now." I got more firm. She squeaked and moved over to the counter and put her hands on it. I pushed her body down so she was lying on the surface, then I dropped behind her and pulled her pants down over her small, bare, ass. "You need to remember what I tell you, Amy." I said quietly with a husky quality to my voice. I got up over her and I put two fingers at her opening. She was hot and dripping.

"Please, sir. I'm trying my best...I...I...I....just forgot." Her voice was soft and sweet and innocent. "I'm sorry." She whimpered. I pushed my fingers into her warm, wet hole and I heard a satisfying squelch as I pushed against her rough little g spot. "Ohhh, gosh. Please, I've never....ohhh...be gentle sir." She begged. I decided to go with her on that.

"If you promise to remember how it works, I will go gentle." I pushed in with my arm, over and over, not stopping. She quickly became a moaning and gushing mess on my hands.

"I promiseillbeagoodgirlsirpleasei Ohhhhhhhh fuuuuuck. Sir, I'm gonna...I'm...gonna....UGH!" She moaned with all her throat and her pussy clenched around my fingers, spasming and making her legs quiver with pleasure. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck." Her ass was shaking quite delightfully and I pulled my fingers out of her dripping pussy and then smacked her ass playfully.

"Are you ready to try again?" I asked.

"Yes sir. Please, I can...I can do it this time." She stood up and looked at the family that was standing at the counter over her. She quickly pulled her pants back up and then took a breath. "Can I take your order?"

I stood back with Stacy and watched as magic took place. She got the food, the drink, she cleaned the grill, she even remembered the receipt. She forgot the ice in the drink, but it was a big improvement. "See? Just takes a firm hand." Stacy had a hint of pride in her voice. "Maybe you are cut out for this after all."

"You think so?"

"I think it's worth exploring. Good work Kenway." She rubbed my shoulder affectionately. I turned to make sure she was still Stacy, but she had already turned and left. I smiled and moved toward Amy.

"You forgot their ice, sweetheart." I said. Her face turned pale and she looked at me with horror. I just leaned forward and gave her a kiss on her neck. "You're improving though. Good girl." I said softly. She smiled broadly and nodded.

"Thank you sir. I...needed the push." She said.

"You'll need more. As long as you improve, I'll be happy." I said. She turned back to the next customer and began the next order. I figured my day was pretty well done at that point but I was wrong.

The traffic picked up in the restaurant so I started taking orders and helping out Amy. After a few minutes, I heard a displeased throat clear behind me. I saw Stacy looking pissed. "Can I have a word with you?"

She lead me back to her office. "What's up?"

"I saw you ignore a customer for 15 minutes out there. What the fuck?" What? No, I definitely didn't do that. Oh, she was making something up to punish me. Fair enough, it was getting boring out there anyways. Oh shit, I could come up with fake punishments too, couldn't I? Something to test for later.

"Oh, sorry. I was trying to help Amy and make sure she was doing it right." I said.

"Yeah well customers still matter, Kenway. Get up here on my desk, I'm gonna lick your ass." She ordered. Oooh something new. I took down my pants and bent over her desk. "There we go. Good boy." I felt her tongue dance around my ass and it felt incredible. My cock was instantly hard and she was stroking and massaging it while she licked.

"Oh fuck that's so good. Yeah, lick my ass you boss slut." I said down to her. She grinned up and smacked my ass a bit.

"You love this, don't you? That'll teach you to ignore customers. Cum for me, cum right on my floor." I moaned as she pumped me and I spurted out a big load right onto her tile. "Good boy, right on command. Here, clean yourself up and get back out there."

I pulled my pants up and headed out. I saw Amy was perfectly in the rhythm so I decided to come up with something. This might not work. "Amy!" She stopped and looked at me like a little deer in the headlights.

"Yeah?"

"Come here right now." She put down a drink and walked over to me. "Smile for me."

She smiled shyly, trying to hide her braces. "Not good enough, Amy. This restaurant should be a dining experience, not a pit stop. Get down on your knees." She nervously obeyed and I took my cock out. A few people at the counter covered their mouths in embarrassment for the girl. I slapped my cock on her face a few times and then started stroking. She sat there smiling up at me, her braces fully exposed.

"Amy, your braces are really cute, you don't need to hide them. Now, I want you to treat everyone...with...your...ughhh smile." I moaned as my balls contracted. Hot cum once again shot out of my cock head and landed perfectly in her mouth, coating her teeth and getting caught in her braces. I had ALWAYS wanted to do that. "Good girl." I said in as creepy a way as I could muster. "Now get up and take the next customer."

She got up, still making sure her mouth was glistening with my thick cum and she smiled at the next customer. "Can I take your order?" I walked up behind her and placed a hand on her neck.

"There you go." The mom on the other side and my exchanged smiles of approval at Amy's improvement.

On the drive home, I contemplated this new aspect of my life. Girls I had authority over were **** to the same types of punishments I was. The more power I amassed, the more punishments I could dole out. I thought about becoming the president so I could enforce my punishments nationwide. Although being a public servant, I wonder if the world would consider the rest of the country above me? That could be fun too.