The two work something out

"Sounds good to me."

Roxy smiles. "Alright. Come with me."

I follow Roxy towards whatever she has in store for me. I find myself in a cramped changing room. There, she says "On your knees."

"Yes Roxy."

I do as I'm told immediately. Roxy proceeds to pull her pants down, revealing her shaved pussy which sports a clit piercing. I doubt she wants to waste any time, so I lean forward and stick my tongue out. As soon as my tongue meets with her clit, Roxy purrs with pleasure.

"That's it... Get in there and eat that pussy."

Her words were my gospel. It's not that I needed whatever employee discount she was offering. I could easily afford the toy, but I wanted to serve Roxy. I wanted to earn her attention. To show that I was worthy of her time. We might look like polar opposites, but we share the same kinky mindset.

With each and every lick, I wonder when my little butterfly will begin to flutter. The remote remains in Roxy's hand, but she doesn't press the button. She wants more, so that's what I give her. As my tongue swirls around her pierced clit, my finger presses inside of her wetness. A gasp escapes Roxy's mouth, which tells me I'm on the right track. Both my tongue and touch work in tandem to convince Roxy to press that damn button.

As I continue to pleasure Roxy, her body starts to tense up. One hand rakes its fingers through my hair whilst the other tenses on the remote, hitting the button. Finally, my little butterfly comes to life, fluttering against my clitoris. Not that it stops me from pleasuring Roxy. In fact, I savor every moan that escapes her mouth. At this moment, she doesn't care that she's at work or that someone could hear her. All of her attention is focused on one thing and one thing only: cumming. Sure enough, she reaches that peak, shuddering throughout a blissful, body shaking climax.

When she seems to calm down, I pull back and look up to Roxy, who smiles at me and says "Good girl."

She holds the remote up and looks at it.

"Looks like I must've inadvertently turned it on. You like your new toy?"

"Yes Miss."

Roxy turns the toy off. "That's Miss Dupéré to you."

"Yes Miss Dupéré."

Ever merciful, Roxy turns the vibrator back on. My eyes go wide as I find myself indulging in the sensation brought by my new toy.

"What do you say?" Roxy asks.

"Thank you... Thank you Miss Dupéré."

"Good girl. You think you can manage to stand up for me."

I nod. "Yes Miss Dupéré."

I begin to stand up with Roxy looming over me. She has a smile on her face that tells me that there's something devious on her mind. I find out what that exactly is when I'm about halfway up. This is when the intensity of my new little friend increases, causing me to freeze. My hands slam into the walls, bracing me as the intensity grows. Through gritted teeth I let out a stifled moan.

"C'mon now. You can do it."

I take a second to get used to the sensation before I continue to stand. Once I'm up on my feet, I find myself face to face with Roxy, who continues to give me that damn smile. I'm almost convinced that she finds tormenting me more exciting than having a mind-blowing, body-shaking orgasm. For a moment, she simply stares at me, forcing me to think about what she's going to do next. That's when she makes her move.

Her hands grip my shoulders and push me into the wall. I find myself leaning back, allowing Roxy to move her right hand down to my soaking wet slit and plunge two fingers knuckle deep inside of me. My jaw drops as her fingers wriggle around in search of my spot. It doesn't take long for her to find

"That's it. Let it all out. Tell everyone how good it feels."

Once again, I do as I'm told. I couldn't give a damn if anyone could hear me. Moans flow freely from my mouth as I feel a familiar, yet nevertheless welcome, sensation build inside of me. Eventually, that sensation overwhelms me, causing my knees to buckle. My entire body soon follows, causing me to collapse against the wall. When I come back down to earth, I look to Roxy, who turns my remote off and says "Another satisfied customer."