Humiliation at the porn shop

It's a glorious day; its the weekend, the sun is out, its over 20 degrees. Teenage girl Megan Summers is stuck in a stuffy car with her middle aged geography teacher, one of his pudgy hands running along her bare thigh as they drive out of town. She stares off into the distance, miserable.

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During their nightly web cam sessions, he made her show him what clothes she had, and had her pick out the sluttiest items to bring to his place. Ever since Megan began to sprout early, she knew how men looked at her, and so wore jumpers in an attempt to hide her body. Though just after she gained powers, she felt a new confidence in herself, taking new risks with her style, getting turned on by the appreciative stares of the men around her. Still, this is ridiculous - she's wearing a black micro-mini skirt, 12", her gorgeous long legs on show. She's also wearing a sexy bright blue strap tank top, showing remarkably generous cleavage. The set is complete with black heel shoes. The skirt and shoes she had bought when clothes shopping with Jamie. They giggled as they tried on various slutty items, enjoying each other's compliments. She had to admit, her petite blonde friend looked super hot in form fitting clothes. She would maybe save them for a special occasion one night, she hadn't actually worn them before. And the tank top she'd wear underneath other clothes. She feels practically naked, as though she's out in public in glorified underwear.

"Where are we going?", she eventually asks after some miles. "Let's get something straight", he berates her. "You don't speak unless you're fucking spoken to. You're my fucking bitch. You're my ****. Slaves don't ask questions, they just do what they're told". She stares at the floor. "Apologize now!"

"I'm sorry, sir".

"You don't sound like it. But you fucking will be. You'll learn your place. Anyway, we're going to see a friend," he says with a grin. She doesn't like the sound of that at all. "If anyone asks, you're my girlfriend. And just for being a dumb bitch that talks too much, you're gonna give me road head, right now."

Shame and anger flares up inside her. He's so fucking horrible; she just wants to yank the steering wheel, pull the car off a cliff and make her escape while he falls to his ****. But he's monitored constantly by that damn device he wears, hidden away underneath his ridiculous over-sized Hawaiian shirt. Dozens of cars have passed by on the road. Surely someone will notice what's going on. Even knowing what's at stake for disobeying, she finds it difficult to begin. As self-conscious as she is, there's ****, she leans over, unzips his shorts, takes his hard dick into her wet mouth.

They pull into a parking lot. Around a dozen stores are lined up at the end of the lot. As they exit the car and walk towards the stores he holds her hand. His girlfriend... he's decades older than me... who the hell is gonna buy it. She burns with embarrassment as young couples, families on a day out, and people out alone look in their direction. The heat seems to have everyone outside. At least we're far from home.

"I know what you're thinking. You're only 18. No one would suspect THAT, you'd be surprised by what people can get away with". What's not a surprise is that people are staring and whispering. What must they think? This grossly overweight older man with a young bombshell. As they make their way onto the pavement, she overhears one staring woman asking another, "...daughter?" But then Ross directs her towards an Adult store. She hadn't even noticed it at first, distracted as she is by her embarrassment. As they enter, the women actually erupt in laughter. She's mortified; herself and Ross are some sort of freak side show.

There's only 5 men in the store. All older gentlemen. Their jaws practically hit the floor when they see Megan. She's a perfect porno fantasy come to life. Undoubtedly sexy and curvy, toned long legs, striking hazel eyes, long silky black hair nearly reaching her ass. She notices the clerk; an aging hippie type in his 40s, grey hair tied back in a pony tail, he's another fan of tacky Hawaiian shirts. He's openly grinning at her as Ross directs her towards the costume section of the store. He picks out a schoolgirl set; the tartan skirt even shorter than the micro-mini she's wearing now. "Oh yes," Ross says. "Definitely this!" He hands here the set then spends some time going through racks of kinky clothing. She's never been in an Adult store. She gazes around - rubber suits, spanking paddles, dildos of all shapes and sizes. And of course, shelves upon shelves of porn DVDs and blu rays. 'BBW Mums 12' Someone actually made 12 of these?? In other circumstances, this might have been amusing. Ross picks out a sexy maid lingerie outfit with a black and white lace design. Tiny frilly skirt, plunging neckline. Ross laughs a real belly laugh, picking out a Supergirl costume. He can't resist, and hands it over to her. There's a bikini rack; Ross picks out a skimpy triangle purple bikini set. They walk along the aisles as he picks out more items, her face turning ever brighter shades of red with each item. She counts 8 different men now staring at them, she's positive a few of them came in from the street just to check out what was going on. Ross picks out a black leather **** collar with a leash, a spanking paddle with metal tips, another spanking paddle with holes in it, a 16-inch black dildo, and lubrication. "Take these to the clerk. You're paying". She examines the price tags and realizes she'll be paying close to $400 for everything; the maid outfit the most expensive set. This will eat up most of her savings that she's spent the last year building up.

Megan walks to the desk, knees shaking from nerves, also feeling ridiculous walking in her heels as she's not used to it. She audibly gulps. "...Uh, hi. I'd like to buy these. Do you accept bank cards?". The aging clerk is openly perving on her, his eyes groping up and down her body, resting on her delicious tits, before looking her eye to eye. "Are you old enough to be here?" He asks, amused. Ross joins them. "I can vouch for her, Jacob".

"Well hey Ross, that's good enough for me. But I tell you what, you know our deal we made before".

"Oh yeah", Ross leans over and whispers. "Trust me man, she's up for it".

Megan's eyes light up with desperation. Just what is she getting herself in to. "I'll get Stu off his break to take over. Join me in the back". Holding her hand, Ross directs her behind the desk, brushing past a doorway of beads. The patrons stare at her ass and legs as she walks to the back of the store. They can only guess in their wildest imaginations as to what's happening; none of them would be far off.

They move past a hallway with what she assumes are more 'black market' movies. Rough bondage videos, simulated **** videos showing women with exaggerated expressions, some of them less exaggerated - she hopes they're simulated, too, no way to know for sure. They enter a back office with Jacob. Even here he has posters of naked women hanging up. "God damn, let me take a look at you", Jacob says as he sits on his office chair. Ross indicates for her to spin around and she does so. Jacob laughs. "Holy fucking shit man! This is the hottest girl yet", she mildly notices that he's talking about her like she isn't even there, but what stands out more is that this obviously is not the first time this has happened. She's suspected that she's not the only girl to have been abused by Ross. Sooner or later, I'll get out of this, I'll make him pay.

"So this is the usual deal, man. I let you have all that shit on the house. All I ask for is one blowjob."

"Well, what do you say Megan?" Ross asks, arms folded.

Obviously, she thinks, it would count as disobedience if she says no.

"Yes, sir."

"She doesn't sound too sure."

"She's just nervous", Ross assures Jacob. "To tell you the truth, she gets off on all this humiliation shit. Insisted on dressing like a complete slut before coming here. Young women today are fucking freaks, man."

Jacob laughs. "Yeah man, I hear you. You lucky fucking bastard. Come here, sweetheart."

She walks over to where he sits. He runs a hand up her thigh and up her skirt, places another hand on her right boob, squeezing. She thinks of telling him that she thought it would just be a blowjob, then thinks better of it.

"She still seems nervous," I'm right fucking here, asshole!

"She's fantasized about sucking off strangers for a while but this is her first time following through".

"We can help you relax", Jacob says, pulling a drawer on his desk, he reveals a joint. He lights it up, taking a drag himself. She's smelled this aroma before, a skunky kind of smell, sweet, potent. She likes the smell and has been curious about trying. This would not be her choice of circumstance. Again she finds that she has ****. She has to play along. She takes the joint and presses it to her lips. "First time honey? Just inhale it deeply, hold it in your lungs a second or two".

She lights it up, following his instructions, inhales the smoke.

"She doesn't like that kindness shit", Ross says. "Fucking dominate her, she loves it".

"What's your safe word?"

"Jesus fucking christ. Red, her safe word is red."

"Are you ready?" Jacob asks her.

She believes she can feel the effects of the grass now. It's kind of a giggly, light-headed feeling. "Yes, I'm ready".

Jacob grips her roughly by the hair, "On your fucking knees bitch", his demeanor changes, pulling her down, slaps her face. "You like that huh bitch?" Ross stands in the corner and nods at her, just out of view of Jacob. "Yes, yes sir" she says, she gets slapped again. She can see the bulge in his pants, can already tell that he's far bigger than Ross. "Well what are you waiting for you dumb slut, pull my dick out".

She does so, unzipping him, he pulls his trousers and boxers down, revealing an 8 inch cock. She wraps her sweet lips around the head. Remembering some of the tips she read online, she sucks on the head just a little, tickling the top with her tongue as a tease, then removes her mouth, licking her tongue up and down the shaft. Looking up at Jacob with her big brown eyes, then she goes down again, taking more of his length in, her wet tongue under his dick. His hands are on the back of her head, pushing down with ****, her eyes bulge as his dick moves to the gag reflex. Everything that's happening feels so strange and otherworldly

. "You're gonna love this, man", Ross says. "You won't believe how much she can deepthroat". This seems to encourage Jacob further, gripping her hair roughly either side, directing her head down further, she makes a gagging sound that he ignores, pushing her head down even further until his dick is down her throat. She actually has him balls deep, can feel his public hair tickling at her small nose, her gagging noises a further turn on to him. He holds her down a few more moments before releasing her head, she gasps for air and is met with another hard slap for her trouble. He pulls her hair hard and she opens her mouth to take him again. He bunches her hair into his fists, using her hair like handles, as he pulls her head up and down. He also bucks himself up to meet her, stabbing down her throat. He's face fucking her now, throat fucking her, listening to her gag, she tries to remember to ignore the reflex and relax, made easier by the high she's on. The face fucking seems to grow with intensity and speed with each passing second.

"OOoh FUCK YEAH!!" exclaims Jacob. He forces all his length down her mouth and throat again and wraps his leg behind her head to hold her there. She realizes she can break free at any moment, she's far stronger than this guy, but of course the element of choice has been removed from this whole thing, the word 'free' no longer applies to poor Megan. He closes her nose with his fingers; she's getting no air at all now. "Hold it you fucking bitch, you dumb fucking cunt, yeah!" Her face starts going red as the long seconds pass by before he finally releases her, and slaps her again. "Lick on my fucking balls, take my balls in your mouth". She does as she's told, licking the man's hairy sack, taking one ball in her mouth and then the other. He uses his 'handles' to direct her mouth back to her dick again, using her pretty teenage face as a hole to fuck.

Fifteen minutes of having a dick in and out of her throat like a piston, gasping for air, getting slapped and insulted, he's finally ready to come. "Let me cum in your mouth!" "Don't swallow it. Keep your mouth open and show him", Ross instructs from the corner. Jacob's dick is aimed at her pretty face like a gun, her mouth wide open, as he lets out multiple spurts. With the head pretty close to her mouth most of it hits the target, though some ends up on her face and hair. It feels warm on her cheek. She holds her mouth open, showing him her mouth full of cum, when she realizes she likes the taste. It's goey, but also sweet, like a mango.

She notices something else; her panties are wet. She stifles a gasp as she holds her thighs together. Here she kneels in front of men old enough to be her father, having just been face fucked until she couldn't breath, with cum over her face. She enjoyed the sight of Jacob's big cock, now that she reflects over it, had never actually seen a REAL human cock until now (and really, did Ross's dick count?). "Fuck yeah. Good girl. Now swallow". She does so, taking it all down in one gulp.

"Wipe it off your face, eat it, none of it goes to waste", Ross says. She does as she's told, using her hands to scoop it up from her face and hair, directing it into her mouth, as the two older men watch. "That was fucking amazing. Have another smoke, you've earned it". Jacob passes the joint back to her and she smokes while on her knees, feeling a pleasant buzz now, glad its over with.