The notepad!

As Dawn left the office, Lindsey shot daggers at her for her undue indignity, the look didn't soften as she saw Dawn and took in the punishment.

Since nudity wasn't allowed by people who handled food, Dawn was technically dressed but might as well not be. All she was wearing were her shoes, and Lindsey's thong, which was so small on her, it was little expect a line of fabric disappearing between Dawns lips. The waist band cut around her waist painfully. Dawn panties were currently rolled tight into a ball and shoved unceremoniously in her mouth, which was then covered by a piece of grey tape. A ridiculous clown smile drawn on it with red lipstick. More tape was around her wrists binding her hands behind her back, and as a final humiliation around her neck hung a thin piece of cord with a marker pen hanging off it.

Written on her chest just above her boobs, were the words "Hello my name is Dawn, please write your order on me and I will deliver it to the kitchen".

For the rest of the evening Dawn was **** to walk from table to table, horribly aware how her red, stripped ass jiggled as she walked, thrusting her chest forward to each customer to let them read the sign, the turn, spin and bend over to let each order to be written. Only for her to have to trot back to the kitchen and take the same pose again while the chefs took note of the order. The most embarrassing of which was when she had to pose like Captain Morgan to let someone write a drinks order on her inner thigh, once again fully exposing and spreading her pussy in the process, this time to a stranger, with nothing covering it but the thin strap of black fabric.

She also received several comments, to the tune of "We're lucky there's so much writing space on you". By the end of the evening Dawn almost looked like she'd blacked up, there was so little free space available on her. People had taken great delight in covering her boobs, and ass, one person thinking it was hilarious to punctuate their order by placing the full stop directly on her nipple.

when her shift finally ended, she was eventually untied, and her gag removed. Dawn quickly spat out the now sodden panties examined them briefly before she placed them down, pulled off the thong and redressed, placing her own panties in her pocket, deciding thy would just add extra discomfort to her.

"hopefully, you'll be on time for your next shift" she was chided,

"Yes sir, please may I go now. my dad will be waiting for me"

Harry nodded curtly and Dawn rushed out, Passing Lindsey unsure if she should give her, her thong back knowing it was now stretched, destroyed and drenched with her own juices. Before she could say anything Lindsey waved her hand dismissively

"Buy me another one. That thong will never fit now you've ruined it"

"of course, I'll give you the money on our next shift, just text me how much it was. I really am sorry about all of this"

After a few more words and some slight forgiveness on Lindsey's behalf, Dawn went outside glad it was now dark enough her dad might miss the red marks over her lips where the tape had been.