She makes it in spite of herself

Stepping out of the office, he turned back just in time to see her looking down at her tits and reaching for her shirt to cover them up, “no, cumslut, <BUZZ> leave the tits <BUZZ> out while you’re in my store.”

Vyki didn’t even consider stopping the moan from the vibrations as her brain tried to process what he said. However, “huh?” was all Vyki’s brain could get out as she gripped the bottom of her shirt but didn’t move it.

“If you want to get paid, you’ll keep those puppies out, cumslut.” <BUZZ>

Moaning a bit before whining and putting her hands down, with a “yes, Sir” <BUZZ> and stomping out.

“Hey! None of that petulance, missy!” the man responded suddenly feeling like he was berating his daughter before shifting back into the current situation. “You want to get paid; I better see a sexy strut and a happy whore <BUZZZ> walking around here, cumslut.” <BUZZZ>

Vyki moaned but wasn’t thrilled with the directives, but she just knew she had to get out of her, so she just told herself to add it to her part. Bending her elbows and pulling up her wrists, Vyki plastered a sultry smile on her face, as she crossed her feet in front of each step, swinging her ass wide, letting her skirt flutter. After several vibration inducing steps, she looked over her shoulder and asked, “like this, Sir?” <BUZZ>

The man could feel his well-used cock twitch in his pants as he watched this lady’s skirt fly up exposing her ass with the thong slid to the side as her tits bounced freely under the fluorescent lights. “Damn, you are a good cumslut.” <BUZZ> He didn’t know how long he’d be using these security camera recordings, but he was sure it would be for a while. Maybe he could talk her into coming back for more later.

Vyki giggled glad she could please him so much and panting as she felt her heat rising higher and higher with every step. Pausing as she reached the end of the tiny aisle looking at the wide windows around the store and her current shirt placement, she was trying to make sure there were no other cars around before she headed for the door.

“oh, right! Let me ring you up before you go, cumslut.” <BUZZ> the man announced squeezing by her to get behind the counter and ring up the register.

Vyki couldn’t stop the moan of his incessant need to call her ‘cumslut’, but she was not interested in giving him her name.

Looking at the timid, tit flashing girl trying to hide behind the shelves of packaged sweets, he couldn’t resist tormenting her more. “Come on over here, slut, <BUZZ> I think you know I don’t bite by now.”

Vyki wasn’t thrilled with the idea of someone looking in through the windows, but it seemed deserted enough and she couldn’t think enough to formulate an argument. So, plastering her smile and putting her hands out, she strutted over the counter to let him ‘ring’ her up so she could get out of this nightmare.

“That’s a good girl,” <BUZZZZZZ> he said as he saw her walk over. He was especially pleased to see her nearly melt at that as she reached the counter and leaned over squeezing her exposed tits to him.

After taking a moment to ogle her, he knew he had to get her out of here even if it was fun. “Alright, so that’s $20,” he says pulling a crisp 20 out of his wallet to put into the till. Pulling out a bag, he places the unused condom pack in it and says “k, that leaves $12.75 for gas,” as he pulls off the receipt and puts it in the bag.

Vyki suddenly realizes what he said but hadn’t moved from leaning on the counter. “WHAT?!? You agreed to $20 of gas to fuck my ass!!!!” <BUZZ> She still couldn’t believe she was saying it let alone she had done it, but she was not about to be cheated out of it.

With a very smug look on his face, the man stood back and folded his arms behind the counter “oh, I agreed to $20, but you asked for the lubed condoms, cumslut. <BUZZZ> Those are $6.69. Give Uncle Sam his tithe and that leaves you with a whopping $12.75 for gas and an extra dick cover for your next client.”

Vyki could feel her blood boiling and she wanted to leep across the counter wipe that smug smile off his face, but she wanted to get out of there more & she finally had the means to. “Fine,” she uttered through gritted teeth grabbing the bag and turning to head out.

However, as soon as she pressed on the door, she was reminded it was locked. “It’s locked.”

The guy was a little afraid to get close to the irritated lady knowing she obviously wasn’t exactly levelheaded, but he didn’t want to stay trapped in her with her upset either, so he shuffled around and used his key to unlock the door. Pushing it open he took another long look down at her exposed chest, “might want to cover those up,” as he saw a car pulling off the service road.

Vyki looked down at her exposed faux tits and gasped quickly pulling her shirt down as she stepped out the door to get away from him.

“Don’t forget to signal when you’re ready for gas, cumslut.” <BUZZZ> the man said as she stumbled on the asphalt from the **** as the other driver was getting out of his car.

Vyki’s brain tried to stay calm as she was going to have to walk by this other man. She knew her attire was absurd, but if she just acted like it was normal, he’d just get a laugh about it and forget about her. He’d never know she was just whoring out her ass for gas.

Her stomach rumbled after a couple of steps and wished she had gotten a sandwich for some of her gas money. ‘You’ve already had cream filled tube steaks,’ a catty voice said in her head, which she immediately tried to quiet.

Looking ahead she could see the man approaching look at her. Vyki just tried to smile politely as if there was nothing unusual as the steps continued to trigger the vibrations amplifying her lust higher and higher. ‘Maybe he’d let you suck his cock for sandwich money,’ the voice rang in her head. She could see his eyes travel down her body before coming back up to land on her chest right before they passed. ‘Just drop to your knees, cumslut,’ her inner fiend prodded, ‘he’ll understand.’

Vyki tried to squelch the voice, but her brain was quickly interrupted as the vibrations roared up to full **** as the guy mumbled “cumslut?” shaking his head as the crossed. Vyki wasn’t even aware she was talking when she automatically moaned out “yes, Sir,” only to receive more vibrations.

Vyki’s mind didn’t even realize she had turned around until she noticed she was facing the guy opening the gas station door. Looking over she could see the owner cover a laugh watching her.

Vyki promptly turned back to her car to get in as quickly as she could. Opening the gas cover, and sticking the nozzle in, she was frustrated to see it not enabled. Looking up at the owner, she could see him talking to the guy that walked in and not even looking this way.

All she needed was the stupid pump and she could be on her way and get out of here. She was getting really antsy hearing cars on the highway sure any moment more people would show up and she the absuridty of her situation. Watching carefully she sees the owner finally stop the conversation as the other man walked towards the rest of the store. Seeing the owner turn to face her, she quickly turned around and flashed her ass at him... again.

As her hand through up her skirt, it brushed over the pushed away thong across her cheek and realized it was still pushed out of the way for her earlier ass fucking in the back room. Turning back around quickly to face the store, she could see the attendant give a thumbs up as she heard the pump activated. However, looking to the side, she could see the other driver staring out the window at her slack jawed.

Wanting the earth to just swallow her up feeling almost more exposed showing her actual bare, bleached ass hole was almost more embarrassing than the text plastered over her fake tits. Quickly squeezing the gas pump to try to get every once she could out of it.

Seeing the other driver walk out the door and look at her, Vyki stopped the pump even though it only read $9.42; it was enough to get home. ‘You could still get sandwich money from him, slut,’ her inner voice teased. Fiddling with the door, she finally got it open and tossed in the bag. Turning the key, the car sputtered for a bit. Stopping it and trying to avoid crying, she could see the other driver getting close. Trying the key again, her car finally roared to life as she giggled in excitement. Not wasting time for anything, she dropped the car in gear and floored it out of the parking lot onto the empty service road to the highway.

Leaving it all behind she checks her rear-view mirror and sees herself. Looking in her own eyes, it all seemed to come crashing down at her. In frustration she gripes at her own eyes, “stupid whore!” <BUZZZZZ> Which proved to be an exceedingly stupid thing to do as the vibrations from the Vadget pressed against the seat caused her legs to stiffen, including the one on the gas pedal as her car accelerated quickly.

Surpassing 100 on the speedometer, her mind quickly came back into focus with a shot of adrenaline to keep the car from careening out of control. She was just lucky there was no one in front of her. Glancing around and not seeing any cops, she let the car slow down to 5 under the speed limit and enabled cruise control. The last thing she needed was to get pulled over. Thinking of that, she reached back for the seat-belt and put that in place. Glancing down at the moment the word “SLUT” seemed to scream at her from the straps separation.

Trying to just focus on the road and ignore the playbacks in her head, she tried to inch to the safety of home. More than once, the incessant vibrator randomly activated. She was just glad her foot wasn’t on the gas but had to be careful about keeping it in her lane. Finally reaching her exit, she slowed the car down before stopping at the light. Taking a moment to assess, she realized her imprisoned cock was pressing hard against its walls and every random activation seemed to cause a dribble to prepare its confines. Still, she managed to somehow keep her tenuous focus on the road and on near autopilot slid it into her driveway.

Shutting the car off, she took a small breath and looked around her familiar neighborhood under the midday sun. Dreading this next walk, she knew it was the closest thing to being able to use that damn key to get into the safe and then she could finally have her talk with Molly. Picking up her things and putting them in the gas station bag. Opening the car door, taking another look around to make sure her neighbors or their kids weren’t obviously about. Swinging her legs out and planting her heels on the pavement. She stood up quickly and closed the door behind her. Sashaying as quickly as she could to her front door, she was just looking forward to this being done.